003 ✿ voice;

[soulbetween]

[ Miyako sounds a little uneasy when her voice is picked up, but she isn't speaking to the Forge. ]

- didn't mean to imply that this was anything other than horrific and deeply tragic, sir, simply that it isn't the first happening of its kind here, even recently.

[ The 'sir' she's addressing sounds angry, almost bitter, and very close. ]

Yeah, and it's probably not the first one you've been involved in, either, am I right?

I had nothing to do with-

You lot. All of you.

[ They're both quiet for a moment. ]

I can't speak for anyone else, sir, only myself. All I can say is that if I were in your place, whoever killed my husband, Scorched or Native, certainly wouldn't live to do it again.

Excuse me.

[ There's a short rush of wind against the Forge. The next time Miyako speaks, it's shakily. ]

I wish we could help these people without being persecuted. A single good deed is enough to condemn one of us, it seems.

[ Now she sounds almost bitter. ]

I'd like to believe that none of us are responsible, for solidarity's sake, but that would be foolish of me, wouldn't it?