Day 46: Music Room

[moral_liberty]

Kaworu immediately gravitated towards the keyboard. It was not a piano, not truly, but it was attractive in all of the same ways. Music freed the mind from conscious thought, and Kaworu was feeling exceptionally weighed down by exactly that. There was a heaviness, as well as a lightness. He did not know where to begin approaching the situation with

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[unheroed]

Even if Jones' reasons held a certain amount of weight, Harvey was still surprised by the whole thing. When his own roommate had disappeared, he hadn't put much thought into it. He'd figured Godot had just vanished like so many of the other patients here seemed to, and that had been the end of it. But Jones was making an extra effort, and it gave Harvey the feeling that he'd been a bit closer to the man than he was really letting on.

"I'm guessing you already tried the board," he responded dryly. It was never much help, but at least it seemed simple enough to communicate with Jason over it. That was generally the only thing Harvey used it for -- unless something really out of the ordinary was going on, like that night when he'd seen Rachel and heard her last words. "I'll keep an eye out," he said, more to put the other man at ease than because he was personally invested. It wasn't that hard of a promise to keep, which was the only reason he made it.

The idea of yesterday's events happening again in the future was something Harvey hadn't put much thought to. If he hadn't been affected this time, then chances were he'd weasel his way through next time, too. Though maybe he shouldn't assume too much. Still, it wasn't like they had any control over it, so what was the point in getting worked up about it?

"She's... still insecure about her age and her gender, still hoping to bring Martin Landel to justice," Harvey said with a shrug. That last part was her words, not his, but it was pretty amusing, how determined she was. "We didn't talk for too long," he explained.