[ Among the screams of the other survivors, the other participants in this game, Lelouch doesn't speak.
In fact, for someone who's literally just watched the person in front of him be stabbed to death, Lelouch looks remarkably unfazed. He hasn't flinched at all. But then again, watching someone being stabbed to death ranks rather low on the list of gruesome deaths that he's seen - some of them he's even ordered by his own hand. He's seen people take their own lives, has had their blood stain his skin and his clothes and his conscience, so this?
This is nothing.
What is interesting, though, is that Lelouch is looking at Yagen with narrowed eyes, his brow furrowed in concentration, like he's trying to put together the pieces of a puzzle that only he knows the question to. Yagen is a wildcard, after all. He's always struck Lelouch as someone who's always been a little bit more analytical than most of the people around here, so the fact that he'd figured out the true culprit of this week's murder doesn't surprise him in the least. Even though the group had lynched someone this week, during the investigation a few days earlier, Lelouch himself had spotted some sloppy cover up work, things that he would not have missed out had he actually done it instead of delegating it to one of his associates. If he was going to frame someone, he wouldn't have made those mistakes that even a child could have spotted.
He's a tactician, after all. He's always been all about the big picture.
What surprises Lelouch is Yagen's willingness to take matters into his own hands. Justice of a sort. He would have approved, if the implications weren't so dire. He's all but admitted this week in trial when asked for his alibi that he had been acquainted, and now Lelouch was trying to figure out how much Yagen knew, just based off that alone. And that's why Yagen speaking to him startles him for a moment, a barely perceptible widening of his eyes before they settle back to their usual expression - calm, almost bored.
... Not bad. Not bad at all.
Lelouch laughs. It's not a pretty laugh, not the kind of laughter that most of the people in this place are used to seeing. It's manic, and by the time Lelouch stops laughing, there's a dark grin on his features, all sharp teeth and his lips curled upwards in a taunting smile.
He claps. It's slow, patronising, deliberately parsed to make sure that it's meant to provoke, to mock. ]
Are you going to kill me next, Yagen?
[ Knight takes bishop, he thinks.
They can't kill him. He's been gambling on this possibility since the very beginning - if anyone kills him, they risk condemning the dead for eternity.
But I've put you in check. There's glittering amusement in his violet eyes, but there's also curiosity, to see if Yagen will actually stab him, in full view of everyone. ]
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In fact, for someone who's literally just watched the person in front of him be stabbed to death, Lelouch looks remarkably unfazed. He hasn't flinched at all. But then again, watching someone being stabbed to death ranks rather low on the list of gruesome deaths that he's seen - some of them he's even ordered by his own hand. He's seen people take their own lives, has had their blood stain his skin and his clothes and his conscience, so this?
This is nothing.
What is interesting, though, is that Lelouch is looking at Yagen with narrowed eyes, his brow furrowed in concentration, like he's trying to put together the pieces of a puzzle that only he knows the question to. Yagen is a wildcard, after all. He's always struck Lelouch as someone who's always been a little bit more analytical than most of the people around here, so the fact that he'd figured out the true culprit of this week's murder doesn't surprise him in the least. Even though the group had lynched someone this week, during the investigation a few days earlier, Lelouch himself had spotted some sloppy cover up work, things that he would not have missed out had he actually done it instead of delegating it to one of his associates. If he was going to frame someone, he wouldn't have made those mistakes that even a child could have spotted.
He's a tactician, after all. He's always been all about the big picture.
What surprises Lelouch is Yagen's willingness to take matters into his own hands. Justice of a sort. He would have approved, if the implications weren't so dire. He's all but admitted this week in trial when asked for his alibi that he had been acquainted, and now Lelouch was trying to figure out how much Yagen knew, just based off that alone. And that's why Yagen speaking to him startles him for a moment, a barely perceptible widening of his eyes before they settle back to their usual expression - calm, almost bored.
... Not bad. Not bad at all.
Lelouch laughs. It's not a pretty laugh, not the kind of laughter that most of the people in this place are used to seeing. It's manic, and by the time Lelouch stops laughing, there's a dark grin on his features, all sharp teeth and his lips curled upwards in a taunting smile.
He claps. It's slow, patronising, deliberately parsed to make sure that it's meant to provoke, to mock. ]
Are you going to kill me next, Yagen?
[ Knight takes bishop, he thinks.
They can't kill him. He's been gambling on this possibility since the very beginning - if anyone kills him, they risk condemning the dead for eternity.
But I've put you in check. There's glittering amusement in his violet eyes, but there's also curiosity, to see if Yagen will actually stab him, in full view of everyone. ]