Mikael shrugs at Yumin's caution.
"I guess we are," he says,
"we've come this far, right? You can stay down here if you want Yumin, but might be better to stick together. And I don't get the sense they want to hurt us." With that he follows Sabine and Eric up the ladder after the robot waves them up.
Please don't kills me, please don't kill me, please don't kill me, he says repeatedly in his head as he climbs to the top.
Once there he scans the room around him and takes it in before the Shaman addresses their presence.
Mikael nods.
"You're right," he says,
"we can't claim we were his friends, but we knew him. I rode to school with Mark every day for years. We also...we were the ones who found his body." He pulls out his phone in display.
"I used this to call the police, so they could come get him from the field." He smiles, sadly.
"No, we weren't his friends, but we might be the only ones that care enough to try and figure out what happened to him. That care enough to think maybe it wasn't an accident. We've learned a lot about Mark since then, enough to know him better and wish we had been friends. We learned enough to lead us here, to you, and to know that you and him were friends. That's why we're here. We think you might know what happened, and whether someone should be held responsible for Mark dying." He looks at the robot, hoping sincerely the being will accept them as Mark's justiciars, if not his one-time friends.
"Will you help us?"
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