[ From the moment he felt cuffs dig into his wrist, the spotlight of a less grand trial only radiate against him instead of burn him alive... Lyney knew what he was sacrificing. He needed Lynette safe, he needed his family protected. Cooperating allowed just that, even for those bound to the Fatui. Any judge would ensure a verdict was given and those affected sought treatment.
He personally thanked Neuvillette, after all, and apologized for his ticket for the next show going to waste.
Now, he looks across to someone representing a justice system that was seemingly broken. People fall through the cracks, people fade into shadows, and those who sit guilty may never know true redemption.
Lyney cares less about it than one would admit, but he has been thinking about what this means inside the Fortress, not out of it. ]
Don't speak about her agony. [ Is the only warning he'll get. ] Being a good boy ensures my sentence is appropriately served. Lessons learned, justice prevails. The world spins on with or without me guilty. Without me justified in my actions. It didn't stop the verdict.
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He personally thanked Neuvillette, after all, and apologized for his ticket for the next show going to waste.
Now, he looks across to someone representing a justice system that was seemingly broken. People fall through the cracks, people fade into shadows, and those who sit guilty may never know true redemption.
Lyney cares less about it than one would admit, but he has been thinking about what this means inside the Fortress, not out of it. ]
Don't speak about her agony. [ Is the only warning he'll get. ] Being a good boy ensures my sentence is appropriately served. Lessons learned, justice prevails. The world spins on with or without me guilty. Without me justified in my actions. It didn't stop the verdict.