[Barnham looks uncertain for a moment as he stares into his glass. What she's saying makes sense, but he's so unused to this sort of situation. He's always lived his life in certainties--the law was plain, and he followed it to the letter and made sure others did as well.
Nothing is plain here.
Nothing makes sense.
And the rules exist only to cause them trouble. To cause them harm. To kill them.
He clears his throat, and breathes out quietly:]
You intend to bring a new plan to the Sheriff. You believe if we can all come to some sort of an agreement...the game may end.
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[Barnham looks uncertain for a moment as he stares into his glass. What she's saying makes sense, but he's so unused to this sort of situation. He's always lived his life in certainties--the law was plain, and he followed it to the letter and made sure others did as well.
Nothing is plain here.
Nothing makes sense.
And the rules exist only to cause them trouble. To cause them harm. To kill them.
He clears his throat, and breathes out quietly:]
You intend to bring a new plan to the Sheriff. You believe if we can all come to some sort of an agreement...the game may end.
[Not in the way the Sheriff has planned.]