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[.....]

[He does turn away, as if to leave, but turns his head over his shoulder.]

Say. Are you the type of man who dispenses favors?

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[It's his instinct to say no but he can't argue that Sholmes' is an entirely useless ally, so;]

... That depends on what it is.

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[A low sigh.]

We live in dangerous times, Mr.Reaper. [....] If anything were to happen to this great detective....do find your way out of this place to Iris. Not that I think I really need to tell you that.

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[HELLO????????????]

I...
[He hardly feels like he has any right to take any responsibility over Iris's care, but. Really.]

Of course. As long as I draw breath, I will make certain no harm comes to her, and I will make sure there are people to care for her even in the event of your death.

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...

[There's a sound, almost like a sigh of relief?]

You know, for someone as scary as the Reaper of the Old Bailey, you sure do have a soft heart, don't you?

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[Ah yes. He'd been meaning to say.]

It's my understanding you're aware of all that was said in the closed trial, yes? You know full well I was never the Reaper.

[Just not going to even acknowledge the soft heart comment.]

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But of course I am aware.

[And putting his pipe to his mouth.]

Anyways, I do thank you for your favor.

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She is my kin, whether she is aware of it or not. It is my duty to make such assurances whether you ask them of me or not.

[He's not doing it for YOU he's doing it for IRIS.]

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Ahaha. I would expect nothing less from a man such as yourself.

[And a wave over his shoulder as he leaves.]

Do get some sun when you can. It'll do you some good.

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[SHUT UP YOU BIG BABY GOTH GET YOUR VITAMIN D]

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[NO!!! ALSO DAMNIT NOW I CAN'T DELETE THAT? But anyway, actually.]

Sholmes.
[Calling after him because both he and I just remembered something we needed to ask this doofus.]

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[Twirling around on his heel, and posing!]

Why, if it isn't a certain dark voice, calling my name! How may I assist you?

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[Why is this the way you choose to be?]

I merely wanted to ask whether you have informed miss Mikotoba about Kazuma Asogi.
[Since as far as she aught to remember, he's dead.]

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[What are you talking about, he's normal.]

[And.........haha.]

I find myself in a predicament, you see. As far as I recall, the man was happily waving his friend off back to his home. So to have Miss Susato unknowing of that of what is to come, is...

[.........Well, it's hella awkward, is what it is.]

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It is my understanding that he is close with both her and Naruhodo. It seems to me it would be the kind thing to do to inform her that he is not dead as they believed him to be?

[But also he does not think he is the person who should tell her for several reasons.]

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[He's just silent, for a good moment.]

[To tell, or not to tell. He's been lying for over a year now. What is a few months more?]

[Because how does he tell her of that grand lie and performance that was placed out, like bait, for everyone to believe in?]

...That is easier said than done, my dear fellow.

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[Meanwhile, the man who doesn't live in a tenuous state of maintaining several lies at a time;]

In what way? She doesn't need the details.

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Hah.

[A glance back at him.]

You don't know what occurred on that boat where he supposedly met his end, do you?

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I don't.

[But it his job to reason things out so he thinks a moment. Then gives Sholmes a flat look.]

Were you involved in the deception?

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[He puts his pipe back in his mouth.]

A great detective is involved in many things, my dear fellow. I have put many a hand into many a pie.

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[... He's going to assume that's a yes.]

So your concern is that if you inform miss Mikotoba she will become aware that you have lied to her.

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[A shrug.]

If that is what you say, Mr. Reaper. I haven't said anything to the kind. I have only said I know a great many things, and have been involved in a great many things. That is all.

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Yes, indeed, in a court of law, your statement would never hold up as an admission of guilt. However, anyone with sense would arrive at the conclusion that your inability to utter "no, I was not involved," strongly suggests that you were. I'm well aware of your habit of talking around truths that are inconvenient to you.

[Gregson, probably: and THEN can you believe it, he had the audacity to say-]

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But we're not in court, are we?

[Smiling to himself.]

Anyways, think what you will. But this is something I will have to sort out on my own for now.