[He looks down at the body, his gaze steady and even. It doesn't seem like he's upset. It doesn't seem like he's affected at all. He might as well be looking at a piece of gum stuck to the sidewalk.]
[Part of that's because he knows the body isn't real. Mostly, though, he knows he doesn't have the luxury of reacting right now. It's one of those hair trigger situations where any reaction could set Shinjiro off. He doesn't know the guy. He doesn't know what's going to be that final straw. And while this isn't life-and-death, he sure as hell doesn't want to be the reason Shinjiro fails.]
[He can't pass judgment. Not yet. So he tips his head slightly, looking down at the woman's body, and asks, evenly, calmly:] Did she deserve it?
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[He looks down at the body, his gaze steady and even. It doesn't seem like he's upset. It doesn't seem like he's affected at all. He might as well be looking at a piece of gum stuck to the sidewalk.]
[Part of that's because he knows the body isn't real. Mostly, though, he knows he doesn't have the luxury of reacting right now. It's one of those hair trigger situations where any reaction could set Shinjiro off. He doesn't know the guy. He doesn't know what's going to be that final straw. And while this isn't life-and-death, he sure as hell doesn't want to be the reason Shinjiro fails.]
[He can't pass judgment. Not yet. So he tips his head slightly, looking down at the woman's body, and asks, evenly, calmly:] Did she deserve it?