[It's hard to get much of anything past Kim. The man is a detective, too: the more that Kamui says, the more likely it is he'll end up telling on himself in the small gaps he leaves. As if his only options are to say nothing or to prepare himself to eventually say everything, whether he wants to or not.
On stage, the very first firework is lit. It crackles to life, springing into the air and bursting in the sky in a shimmer of emerald green sparks. The time it takes for the noise to clear gives Kamui just enough time to carefully weigh his words before he responds. After all these weeks of saying there was no possible way he could be dead and in hell, he knows how unusual this admission will sound.]
Yes and no. I helped flush out that rogue administrator.
[He turns to Kim, looking grave.]
But his influence also gave my partner cause to find and kill me.
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On stage, the very first firework is lit. It crackles to life, springing into the air and bursting in the sky in a shimmer of emerald green sparks. The time it takes for the noise to clear gives Kamui just enough time to carefully weigh his words before he responds. After all these weeks of saying there was no possible way he could be dead and in hell, he knows how unusual this admission will sound.]
Yes and no. I helped flush out that rogue administrator.
[He turns to Kim, looking grave.]
But his influence also gave my partner cause to find and kill me.