[ It had been bad enough last week when the idea of executing an innocent person was just a near-miss what-if. Now that it's actually happening, even if he bears less direct responsibility for it this time, Phil feels absolutely terrible. What could he have done differently that would have changed the outcome, though? He hadn't voted for SQ, and he hadn't abstained, and his vote had at least been plausible... even if he hadn't thought it likely, and had been banking on that person not getting enough votes to be in danger.
Even voting for himself wouldn't have changed anything. And as much as he would have liked to have been able to try volunteering himself for execution in her place — and as much as he would have done that if he'd been taken from his world just a few weeks earlier — he can't do that now, when he has a responsibility to help save his world and may have a unique role to play in doing so.
It would be easier to just look away, and maybe that would even be better; he can't imagine talking to him could possibly be any sort of comfort. He'll probably just make things worse, like he always does. But it seems too cruel to just leave someone in this situation alone with their thoughts, especially someone who apparently already felt unwanted.
So... here he is outside that holding cell in the dungeons, with Marcus beside him. ]
...Hello, SQ.
[ The only appropriate greeting he can think of, stilted as it is, since it's hardly a "good" anything. ]
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week 2, saturday
Even voting for himself wouldn't have changed anything. And as much as he would have liked to have been able to try volunteering himself for execution in her place — and as much as he would have done that if he'd been taken from his world just a few weeks earlier — he can't do that now, when he has a responsibility to help save his world and may have a unique role to play in doing so.
It would be easier to just look away, and maybe that would even be better; he can't imagine talking to him could possibly be any sort of comfort. He'll probably just make things worse, like he always does. But it seems too cruel to just leave someone in this situation alone with their thoughts, especially someone who apparently already felt unwanted.
So... here he is outside that holding cell in the dungeons, with Marcus beside him. ]
...Hello, SQ.
[ The only appropriate greeting he can think of, stilted as it is, since it's hardly a "good" anything. ]
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