[ They're placated, but they scuttle off nonetheless after muttering their thanks. Elysium watches as their back retreats into the crowd, expression blank. Ostensibly, he's muddling over something, despondent even if Gebura tries to catch his attention in the time he tries to follow his thoughts through.
Whether he ends up settling on one thing or another, what does eventually escape his mouth is this: ]
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Whether he ends up settling on one thing or another, what does eventually escape his mouth is this: ]
… It's everywhere in this world, isn't it? Crime.
[ with little inflection. ]