[ He's starting to have his suspicions and oh, he really hopes that Wilhelm was miles away from whatever happened. But if he wasn't - ]
No, it probably won't. They still need to be very careful.
But if it was an accident, that person isn't responsible for what's happened. Ambrose made it sound like more than one of the cards failed, and in any case, they were caught off guard from the beginning. The blame lays squarely on whoever attacked the delegates and killed that mage, and the queen for giving in to her anger.
They should do their best to remember that.
[ He can hear John telling him something similar, many years ago in those other memories.
He imagines it doesn't sound as convincing as John managed it, though. ]
Wilhelm tries to find reassurance in Kyle's words, but he's not at all convinced. If it was his tarot card alone that broke the protection spell, then he's left with the irrefutable fact that a man would still be alive if not for his fucking up. And if there was another damaged card, and the spell would have failed even if he executed the task flawlessly, then...at least he would know that he'd done all he could. At least he wouldn't be suffocating under the weight of this guilt.]
I guess you're right.
[He needs to move away from this subject, but he doesn't know what else to say. All of his thoughts spiral around the burned card, the queen's rage, the erupting war.]
[ He hurts for Wilhelm, but not nearly so much as the boy must be feeling. ]
I'm only saying the things I wish someone else might've cared enough to say to me when I was your age, and felt like my guilt for the things I'd done would never leave me.
[ Someone like John.
He hopes Wilhelm has someone here for him like that. ]
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I don't know, I'm not sure how the spell was meant to work.
[ He got the sense that at the moment their focus is on the item found on the delegate. A slight pause. ]
Did you see something during after the ceremony, when we were told to place our cards?
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[Kneejerk denial. The problem with brain-texting is that it doesn't allow for much mediation between thought and reply.]
I mean, I was just focused on getting it done. We didn't have a lot of time.
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[ There's another break between parts of the message. His words are chosen carefully. ]
Everyone was rushing around, trying to work unseen. Anything could have happened. Intentional or accidental.
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She's really pissed off.
[And he should really shut up now.]
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No, it probably won't. They still need to be very careful.
But if it was an accident, that person isn't responsible for what's happened. Ambrose made it sound like more than one of the cards failed, and in any case, they were caught off guard from the beginning. The blame lays squarely on whoever attacked the delegates and killed that mage, and the queen for giving in to her anger.
They should do their best to remember that.
[ He can hear John telling him something similar, many years ago in those other memories.
He imagines it doesn't sound as convincing as John managed it, though. ]
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Wilhelm tries to find reassurance in Kyle's words, but he's not at all convinced. If it was his tarot card alone that broke the protection spell, then he's left with the irrefutable fact that a man would still be alive if not for his fucking up. And if there was another damaged card, and the spell would have failed even if he executed the task flawlessly, then...at least he would know that he'd done all he could. At least he wouldn't be suffocating under the weight of this guilt.]
I guess you're right.
[He needs to move away from this subject, but he doesn't know what else to say. All of his thoughts spiral around the burned card, the queen's rage, the erupting war.]
Sorry for making you worry.
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[ He hurts for Wilhelm, but not nearly so much as the boy must be feeling. ]
I'm only saying the things I wish someone else might've cared enough to say to me when I was your age, and felt like my guilt for the things I'd done would never leave me.
[ Someone like John.
He hopes Wilhelm has someone here for him like that. ]
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What are you talking about? I placed my card like I was supposed to.
[Which is technically true. It's just that the thing was burnt to a crisp.]
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Feel better, Wilhelm.
[ Just be careful. ]