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[queenofseers]

[ Cassandra leans back in her chair and continues to cover her eyes. This...wasn't a good time for anyone, was it. ]

Baphomet traded his own life off for Dio's. His girlfriend, Morrigan, she was never here- she was incredibly fucked up, first of all, but she did that for him. After killing him. I guess Baphomet wanted to pay it forward or something.

[ That's a crude way to put it. But she never knew Baphomet well enough. She sighs and puts her hands down. ] But I don't know. It was- it just happened. We didn't have time for anything.

[knaval]

[he looks down at the floor a little unhappily, clearly familiar with the concept of the situation.]

That's how it is a lot of the time in a crisis. No time for thoughts or regrets. Just actions. Good or bad, right or wrong.

[queenofseers]

I mean...Baphomet would have had time to think on that. He said he was thinking of bringing Morrigan back, too, trading off with her forever like some sort of shitty abuse ouroboros...

[ She'd wanted to understand Baphomet, in the end. Laura and Dio cared for him too much for her to not want to try, no matter how fucking annoying the guy was, even if he'd tried to kill her once in a desperate moment. In the end, he did-

Well, she's not sure if it was the right thing. But she knows it feels right for Dio to be alive again. ]

But that's what he picked. [ She puts a hand through her hair. ] I don't know what the fuck I'm going to say to him if he shows up. Christ.

[knaval]

What's the first thing that comes to mind? I'd go with that.

[he frowns.]

...Why did he want to help someone that hurt him?

[queenofseers]

Bad idea. I've said the first thing that came to mind for most of my life and all it's lead to is a wide variety of fuckups.

[ She looks away. She's starting to become genuinely sad, thinking about this. ] I think he...thought he deserved it. Wanted to believe it'd be right if things worked that way. I don't know.

[ This feels...as if they shouldn't be talking about it. She shakes her head. ]

What else did you need to know about? Fuck.