[not again] catchall for zenitsu

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Of course I did.

["Of course," she says - and regrets it a minute later. There's one person who had been in this cabin with them last night who is never coming back.]

Are you all right? The two of you were not hurt by anything after we left, were you?

[swordflash]

[He shakes his head.]

I don't know about Yu, but I'm fine. The door locked on us after you guys left.

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I am glad that is all that happened...

[It's a relief, to know the both of them were safe.]

[swordflash]

[So is he. It's hard to figure out what to say next, though.

One thing's for certain: making her to stand outside by the doorway is no good.]

Do you want to come in? Everything's still here.

[fishingforcompliments]

Ah, yes... thank you.

[she got rained on. it will be nice to come in out of the rain.]

...I suppose we now know what is going to happen tomorrow.

[swordflash]

[Suppose so, and it's not happy news in the slightest.

After closing the door behind them, he heads over to the bed he's claimed and strips it of a sheet. He holds it out, draped over his forearms, to Flayn.]

Here—you can dry yourself off.

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[Flayn towels herself dry with his sheet. Thank you for the assist, Zenitsu.]

...oh! Thank you. I apologize, I must be dripping all over your floor...

[swordflash]

It's just water. There isn't a lot, so it'll dry up on its own.

[He'll go out of his way for a girl. The floor can take care of itself.]

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[Someone's going to slip on it, crack their head open, and die, and Flayn will be convicted of their murder.]

...I suppose that is true.

[swordflash]

[The only person here to slip is Zenitsu. Nothing of value will be lost.]

More importantly, how are you feeling? It must've been a shock to wake up in the morning. Where did you fall asleep?

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Ah...

[Well. If she's being entirely truthful...]

A little feverish. I fell asleep outside, so perhaps I caught a cold.

[swordflash]

What?

Then you should be resting! Here, lie down on this bed. I'm sure the others won't mind.

[fishingforcompliments]

Oh, no - I will be fine. It is only a fever.

More importantly... you are not feeling anything out of the ordinary, are you?

[swordflash]

[Although he backs off, he doesn't look entirely convinced.]

I don't feel any different.

[He pauses.]

At the house, sleeping outside of our rooms would give us clues about the murder. I was in here the whole time, though.

[fishingforcompliments]

...what could a fever possibly have to do with the murder...?

[HMM, BAD.]

[swordflash]

That could just be because you slept outside. But it won't hurt to bring it up tomorrow at the trial.

[fishingforcompliments]

Yes, I will discuss it with everyone then...