PC: Four

[hardrocklife]

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[hardrocklife]

Were you the next to be deposed, then...?

[Seems like it would be one way to end up here.]

[forefall]

... Oh, no.

[ she shakes her head. ]

The people weren't dissatisfied with me. It was... [ her voice becomes much quieter, her gaze avoidant. ] Something else entirely.

[hardrocklife]

I see.

[In retrospect, maybe he shouldn't be speculating about stuff like that out loud.]

Sorry.

[forefall]

It's all right. You didn't know.

[ and besides, everyone here is dead. ]

As a wandering swordsman, do you lend your services to anyone who needs it or to whomever can pay the correct price?

[hardrocklife]

The latter.

[... A moment of reflection, and a sigh.]

With some exceptions.

[forefall]

When someone appeals to you in the right way and garners your sympathy?

[hardrocklife]

S... something like that.

I use my sword whenever I feel it's necessary.

[forefall]

What do you consider necessary?

[hardrocklife]

I...

[He has to think about it.]

If someone in front of me is in danger, I can't afford to hesitate.

... Situations like that, I suppose.

[forefall]

[ that makes her smile a little. ]

That's a bit more noble than mercenary. That's kindhearted of you.

[hardrocklife]

... I'm not really the noble type.