Date: 2018-04-14 02:31 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] armoured
armoured: (angry] irritated)
Elric, it's Alphonse Elric.

[He doesn't ask, as he might usually do, if Hannibal has seen his name scrawled around the town or on the survival guide.]

I'm sorry if this is distressing to talk about, but I want to hear about what happened to Mr. Gray from your perspective.

[Death loss, that's what Gabriel had said. He's just not seen many death losses that were that outright violent.]

Date: 2018-04-14 02:48 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] armoured
armoured: (gen] headtilt)
I'm sorry, but what's the FBI and what does it have to do with this?

[That particular organisation doesn't exist in his world. Al is silent for a moment, voice softening just a bit when he continues.]

Do you understand what exactly you lost? It can't-- I've never heard of a death loss turning someone into a murderer before.

[Maybe losing his sense of morality? But even then, that shouldn't make someone a rampant murderer, just make them more likely to consider it as an option if it suited their purposes.]

Date: 2018-04-14 03:05 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] armoured
armoured: (sad] thoughtful)
Oh.

[It's a small and subdued sort of sound. That explanation makes a lot of sense, even if it raises very disturbing questions about the sort of person that could get into the mind of a serial killer in the first place.]

I'm sorry, that must have been horrifying.

[To lose control, to lose your mind to the minds of killers you've been trying to stop for years. Al can barely even imagine it.]

Are you-- you're yourself again now? Have you spoken to Mr. Gray?

Date: 2018-04-16 03:53 pm (UTC)From: [personal profile] armoured
armoured: (gen] sheepish)
Good.

[Well, if an apology has been made and accepted, that's the wind taken out of Al's sails as regards righteous anger. Now he just feels sort of awkward and sad.]

I'm sorry that I had to come and talk to you this way, it's not how I usually like to meet people, but I'm sure you understand that I had to be sure you weren't dangerous beyond the death price.