Third Trial.

[withthemost]

[The Mayor is oddly silent today. Contemplative. It may have something to do with the wallpaper here now being very obviously reinforced. Don’t try to tear it down again, kids. You won’t like what happens.

Both Martin and Alfred’s podiums have been smashed to pieces, one of those might come as a shock if you weren’t around when the other body was found. But in the end, you’ll have to press onwards regardless of how many people have fallen today.]

Trial start.

Comments

[dearboswell]

[Watson jolts a little, startled, before managing a faint, strained smile.]

Yes, Ms Reyes?

[hydrazine]

Raven is fine.

When you said you bandaged Juno's hand... Was that before or after the majority of us found Alfred's body?

[dearboswell]

[...]

Before.

[hydrazine]

[Silence, for a few moments.]

In your professional opinion, was it lack of oxygen or the stab wound that killed Alfred?

[dearboswell]

[There's a moment where Watson considers that question. And if you pay close attention, you'll notice the dawning realization on his face. Something has finally, finally occurred to him.

The real truth of the matter.]

[hydrazine]

...Doctor?

[endlesscrush]

[ ...Mmmm- ]

Dr. Watson, is your leg still bothering you?