[ After indulging his curiosity and investigating a corpse, Ainosuke's really had enough of this day. It's straight back to the dorms with him.
When he arrives back at Peridot, he looks... concerning. The shins of his pants are soaked in blood as he's been crouching in it, and his hands and forearms have ample blood on them as well. One specific smudge of blood stains his cheek where he'd moved his own hair out of the way on the back here.
He looks... moody. He's not greeting anyone as he comes back in, and he's already working to unbutton his shirt while he's entering the combined bathroom/bedroom that is the upper room. Shower, shower, shower time. ]
This is both a response to Ainosuke and also just Solomon being Here Too
Ah, no, it's just Solomon. Weird getup he has on, and the sleeves are mildly stained with a splattering of red at the very ends.
He's taking a peek through the main sitting areas, making sure everyone's accounted for (if they're even here), before slipping his way up to the second floor to--
He quietly pivots to turn his back to Ainosuke, shoulder leaned up against one wall, keeping his eyes on the flowers instead. No need to watch him unrobe.]
[ This, too, would be worth teasing if he were in any mood for it. So shy, all of a sudden... But no, Ainosuke doesn't care about the courtesy right now, he just needs to get out of his bloody clothes without much regard for being looked at. ]
I could ask you much the same. You just found a severed head.
[ They should be in the same boat here, similarly unnerved. Yet, they are not. Same as on their arrival day. It irritates him. ]
[In some ways, it's easier to talk like this, unable to see his face. Knowing that Ainosuke can't see his in return, that he can't see how unhappy he feels, or how his eyes darken thinking of how Annette had screamed.
"Oh, Solomon, you could have at least shielded the poor child."
...
He exhales heavily as he glances down at the blood on his sleeves, on an outfit never made for him.]
Even bracing for it to happen, it's still unbearably cruel.
[ Ah, there she is. He does recall them crossing paths very briefly when he went on his curiosity voyage, and it's good to see her back in the dorms again. To say Ainosuke holds affection for his roommates would be too much said, but he has no desire to see them fall victim to al of... this.
She gets a vague nod in greeting. ]
I did. It was red on red, yet his red mane was missing.
[ There's a mirthless laugh from Ainosuke at that information. On the altar - of course. Spiting the God that has decided their wishes are beyond redemption, while following His order all the same. That's how it always goes with God, doesn't it? In the end, your anger just drives you back to Him as well.
He throws his shirt to the side, pretenses of politeness and tidiness forgotten. ]
... you've seen cruelties like this before, haven't you?
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