In the morning, the town comes back to life. Birds crow overhead, a snake nearby hisses, a lingering coyote dips behind a shop before disappearing into the wild. It's a frightening contrast to the stillness of yesterday but it doesn't mean it's over yet. After all, today is the trial.
The Sheriff stands on the porch of the Town Hall and brings his hand up to his mouth to let out a whistle. He'll thumb back to the Hall behind him and very clearly state --
"Trial time, folks. Get in here and figure out who did it."
And then he'll turn to leave before pausing and adding on,
"Bring a snack or somethin' too.
The Town Hall is set up more like a court house, a Judge's bench at the front but instead of at center, it's off to the side as if more for observation than participation. There's a table at the front of the room already holding a small box and a pad of papers and pen, for voting apparently. A side room containing only a metal gurney is next and today it's obvious why there's a gurney there at all with the corpse, resting right on top of it. Aside from that, there are rows for everyone to take a seat and it's only after everyone is inside and settled, that the doors close and the Sheriff speaks.
"Well, have at it. You've got till nine."
And then, he points to a clock on the wall that reads 12:00. Good luck.
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robowest2017-02-18 12:00 pm
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He said it himself, earlier in the trial. It doesn't change just because Sara is someone he cares about.
Murder is murder, regardless of the motivations.
For a long moment, he stares at her, lifting a hand as if tenuously to reach out to her--and then he drops it abruptly, looking away jerkily.]
... I see.
I fear it is too late to "make things right". [And, more softly:] I suppose I had ought to be grateful to you for all you have done for me.
...Do not worry. Regardless of the outcome, I shall not ask for such support again.
Miss Valestein.
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She doesn't.
Instead, she closes her eyes and turns away. ]
That's fine. I told you, you doing what you wanted was always the most important thing.
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And then he breathes out slowly, squaring his shoulders.]
I did choose to do what I wanted. [The night before, but--] I am beginning to believe that may have been a mistake.
[Though he can't 100% say he regrets it.]
...Thank you for your honesty, Miss Valestein.
[With that... he just sighs exhaustedly, and turns away. There are others who want to talk to her, and Barnham... needs to figure his feelings out.]