[Koporo looks a little unsure. His Limit Break does involve ice magic, not just making his hands cold, and he'll explain that to the investigators. Dylas seems to be growing increasingly nervous and a little desperate.]
If...if it were me, how would anyone know? I don't need to be mind-controlled to kill people. My limit break puts me in a berserk state, right? I still don't understand what the hell that means, and it's annoying.
[Koporo looks nervous, too, but Dylas continues, speaking to...himself, more than anyone.]
I've been on rampages before. Back...where I come from. It's because I'm a Wendigo. So, if it were me, how would you know which it was? Was someone controlling me, or...or did I lose control? What if this is all my fault, dammit?!
[That cup of coffee? Dylas backhands it, sending it to shatter against the wall. He seems like he's ready to blame himself for this—is there anything about the crime scene that can tell which is more likely, him losing control or him being controlled?]
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[Koporo looks a little unsure. His Limit Break does involve ice magic, not just making his hands cold, and he'll explain that to the investigators. Dylas seems to be growing increasingly nervous and a little desperate.]
If...if it were me, how would anyone know? I don't need to be mind-controlled to kill people. My limit break puts me in a berserk state, right? I still don't understand what the hell that means, and it's annoying.
[Koporo looks nervous, too, but Dylas continues, speaking to...himself, more than anyone.]
I've been on rampages before. Back...where I come from. It's because I'm a Wendigo. So, if it were me, how would you know which it was? Was someone controlling me, or...or did I lose control? What if this is all my fault, dammit?!
[That cup of coffee? Dylas backhands it, sending it to shatter against the wall. He seems like he's ready to blame himself for this—is there anything about the crime scene that can tell which is more likely, him losing control or him being controlled?]