[ For Marie, the trials are rough to watch, the executions even more so. And even though her heart would ache for those who were killed in such away, she'd sometimes feel that small flicker of herself that felt absolutely no remorse for the culprit. But she tries her best to bury that feeling down with a calm demeanor and soft smiles as necessary.
Truthfully, she didn't understand what kind of world this was, or how it was even remotely possible for her to physically be here, but that isn't important; not here. Even if she might not hold any responsibility in this place, being on equal footing with everyone else - which she was fine with, mind you! - that doesn't necessarily mean that she'll shirk being responsible.
Which, naturally, leads into her checking in with everyone after the dust settles and everyone is allowed to leave the trial rooms. She searches out for Furina and when she's finally able to see her out of the corner of her eye, Marie calls out-- ]
post-trial!
Truthfully, she didn't understand what kind of world this was, or how it was even remotely possible for her to physically be here, but that isn't important; not here. Even if she might not hold any responsibility in this place, being on equal footing with everyone else - which she was fine with, mind you! - that doesn't necessarily mean that she'll shirk being responsible.
Which, naturally, leads into her checking in with everyone after the dust settles and everyone is allowed to leave the trial rooms. She searches out for Furina and when she's finally able to see her out of the corner of her eye, Marie calls out-- ]
...Miss Furina! Might I have a word with you?