>>Week 1; Sunday night, post-trial; Bill Cipher

[He'd lingered by the bonfire for longer than he'd meant to or expected, staring hard into the crackling flames long after the images of Kaguya had faded away. He wasn't sure what to make of any of this. That, in the end, Takao's death had boiled down to little more than boredom and being in the wrong place at the wrong time...]

[It was worse than he'd imagined.]

[But he can't stay out there all night, even if the cold air does little to chill him. So eventually, he makes his way back up to his room, silent and alone.]