[Vigil has to think about that, wondering if he would've been strong enough to admit his failings to his family.]
I'd like to say that I would've, but I honestly cannot claim with full certainly that the truth would've been told to them. Perhaps I would've peddled and lived off Inspector Gregson's generosity until he retired.
I suppose it's easier, in some ways, to have that choice taken away from me.
If that's their choice, I'll accept their decision. [He's already been away from his friends for years now. Wouldn't change much if they went their separate ways. And though he says this...he feels they wouldn't leave him in the end, not with the way Susato has been pressing him.]
But I can't imagine that you would hurt someone out of malicious intent. Perhaps such a reason wouldn't work in court, but with your friends, it may make all the difference.
I've been away from home for several years now. So I'm already used to being on my own.
[And this is where things get a little...complicated. He wouldn't, certainly, but he cannot deny that somewhere deep down inside him, those malicious feelings do exist. Manifested into it's own person even.]
My positions won't change on the matter. We all have our secrets, Mr. Vigil.
[He thinks there's a difference between being away from home, thus physically unable to be with friends, to being emotionally isolated from them. But Vigil decides to keep those thoughts to himself.]
Of course, Mr Asogi.
That being said, I do recall owing you at least some memories regarding your father. While I haven't remembered everything, I have a clearer picture of Genshin Asogi while he was incarcerated at Barclay.
[His father's time in prison. It could have just been the dream itself, but Vigil's rather gentle demeanor when he first thought he was talking to his father, seems to indicate he had left an impression on him.]
[Saying that he was a model prisoner probably isn't the right phrasing, but...]
Calm, well-spoken, with a sense of honor. He asked how I was doing, and it wasn't with any malicious intent. It's not often I get to speak with a prisoner that had such traits.
[Strange that his mind wanted to block out memories of him...]
Perhaps that's why I found it difficult that he was there in the first place... although you did mention he was falsely accused.
[Rather than feel at ease to hear this, he just felt a little frustrated. No matter how obvious that he wasn't the serial killer, nothing could have been done to change the verdict. He had to keep playing their little game.]
Did you let him have some of his things while he was in prison? [He recall specifically he wasn't suppose to have any writing utensils. Strange thing to say when he assumes prisoners normally aren't given anything besides food and water.]
I remember that he was a particularly unique case. He was allowed some of his belongings to be with him in the cell, including some books, his kimono, and... a sword. I believe it's the same sword upon which you carry.
None of the other prisoners would be allowed such things, besides a few reading materials.
[A "serial killer" being allowed to have his sword. That's completely unheard of, even if he can imagine his father would insist. One cannot simply separate a Japanese man from his katana afterall. ]
I can see why you would question him. Who has ever heard of a "serial killer" being allowed to have a weapon in their prison cell?
But yes. The sword is the very same. [...] You said you looked through everything for that will, right?
If I recall, the orders to allow him to keep his belongings came from Governor Caidin himself... so I wasn't about to question why. But yes, I was also curious and he was an incredibly easy person to speak with. He could've easily ignored me, but I often found myself enjoying a conversation with him.
[But ah, that question..]
I did. I We looked everywhere for it, but the will was never found. But... you said you got it. I don't quite understand, but I'm glad that it found its way to you.
[He's starting to think that maybe it's not exactly the missing page of his father's will, but Klint's will they were looking for. Fortunate, they never could decipher what that last page meant about "twisting the top of Karuma".
But nevermind that, he's just sitting on his father, having a casual conversation with the Chief Warden. His heart just aches, that he wasn't given that chance to talk to him one last time.] What did he talk to you about? Did- [He stopped, perhaps maybe feeling selfish or hesitant to know if his father did bring up the subject. In the end, he continues to write out his question.] Did he talk about our family?
Although, not right away. I remember him being rather private about his personal life at first... but perhaps it was because I spoke about my family, he eventually told me about his own. I believe it was one of the few topics that truly brought a smile from him.
[Along with some bitterness, but Vigil doesn't feel the need to point that out. An 'innocent' man on death row talking about his family... there's bound to be some anger there.]
I have no doubt that he thought about you every day.
[Anger and sorrow. Probably for the best they aren't talking face to face, because even this was difficult for him to listen to without a reaction. Imagine you believed you'll be able to go home to see said family, without knowing tomorrow would be your last. Just cruel and unfair, yet lashing out on Vigil will do nothing since he's innocent, as far as he's aware. ]
Thank you for keeping him company. [He's sure father appreciated it, if he was willing to make conversation with this man.] I think that's enough for now.
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I'd like to say that I would've, but I honestly cannot claim with full certainly that the truth would've been told to them. Perhaps I would've peddled and lived off Inspector Gregson's generosity until he retired.
I suppose it's easier, in some ways, to have that choice taken away from me.
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Do you fear losing their friendship when the truth is revealed?
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But I can't imagine that you would hurt someone out of malicious intent. Perhaps such a reason wouldn't work in court, but with your friends, it may make all the difference.
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[And this is where things get a little...complicated. He wouldn't, certainly, but he cannot deny that somewhere deep down inside him, those malicious feelings do exist. Manifested into it's own person even.]
My positions won't change on the matter. We all have our secrets, Mr. Vigil.
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Of course, Mr Asogi.
That being said, I do recall owing you at least some memories regarding your father. While I haven't remembered everything, I have a clearer picture of Genshin Asogi while he was incarcerated at Barclay.
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What can you share with me?
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Calm, well-spoken, with a sense of honor. He asked how I was doing, and it wasn't with any malicious intent. It's not often I get to speak with a prisoner that had such traits.
[Strange that his mind wanted to block out memories of him...]
Perhaps that's why I found it difficult that he was there in the first place... although you did mention he was falsely accused.
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Did you let him have some of his things while he was in prison? [He recall specifically he wasn't suppose to have any writing utensils. Strange thing to say when he assumes prisoners normally aren't given anything besides food and water.]
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None of the other prisoners would be allowed such things, besides a few reading materials.
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I can see why you would question him. Who has ever heard of a "serial killer" being allowed to have a weapon in their prison cell?
But yes. The sword is the very same. [...] You said you looked through everything for that will, right?
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[But ah, that question..]
I did.
IWe looked everywhere for it, but the will was never found. But... you said you got it. I don't quite understand, but I'm glad that it found its way to you.no subject
But nevermind that, he's just sitting on his father, having a casual conversation with the Chief Warden. His heart just aches, that he wasn't given that chance to talk to him one last time.] What did he talk to you about? Did- [He stopped, perhaps maybe feeling selfish or hesitant to know if his father did bring up the subject. In the end, he continues to write out his question.] Did he talk about our family?
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Although, not right away. I remember him being rather private about his personal life at first... but perhaps it was because I spoke about my family, he eventually told me about his own. I believe it was one of the few topics that truly brought a smile from him.
[Along with some bitterness, but Vigil doesn't feel the need to point that out. An 'innocent' man on death row talking about his family... there's bound to be some anger there.]
I have no doubt that he thought about you every day.
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Thank you for keeping him company. [He's sure father appreciated it, if he was willing to make conversation with this man.] I think that's enough for now.