>Withering glare? A little half smile is the proper reply.
>Put a hand on Orin's shoulder. "Everything's going to be fine."
>Confidence! All is well.
>You try to return Kanako's gaze with a subtle smile. Her expression doesn't waver.
>You put a hand on Orin's shoulder and try to comfort her. She takes a deep breath, but says nothing.
>You allow yourself to be pleased with how things are going so far, despite the overpowering clash of wills in the room. You're not sure you've ever seen so many righteously displeased people in such a small space.
>To other voices: We should've sic'd Mokou on her, negotiate when Kanako was in no position to argue, and call it a day. No need to do this...
>Remind yourself why you wanted Utsuho out in the first place.
>Wouldn't have solved anything. She'd just tell herself she was right anyways, and without Reimu-likes to keep her properly in check, and with a fair deal of the populace behind her, she'd have no reason to really doubt it nor many to her otherwise.
>You debate whether this situation could have been resolved differently.
>It takes little reminding to touch your disgust about how Kanako has treated another living being; someone who would have had a life and hopes of her own had that been ended for her without remorse. It needs to be ended because it is
wrong; there need be no other reason.
>"As I was saying," Shiki continues, "of which crime did she stand accused?"
>"Willful and wanton destruction and attempted mass-murder," Kanako says, not lifting her gaze from you.
>"And the punishment you enacted for this?"
>Kanako pauses, and looks at Sanae. Her expression is hard to read.
>"Answer the question, Kanako."
>After another moment's pause, Kanako replies simply. "She was confined." You think you see a glimmer of hurt flash across Sanae's face, though she does her best not to show it.
>"How long has she been confined?"
>"Two years," Kanako says, speaking to Sanae now more than Shiki.
>"Do you consider this proportional to the crimes she has committed?"
>Kanako nods calmly. "I do."
>"You heartless bitch!" Orin cries, jerking her shoulder away your hand.