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[It won't be difficult to find Battler after the trial, if Vriska so chooses. He's standing out on the beach, staring up at the darkening sky. It's been a dramatic day, so apparently he's choosing to end it by being dramatic himself.]

[So everyone's having lots of fun with these hallucinations, aren't they? After he's done arguing with people who aren't actually there, Battler tries to get himself together a little and decides to seek out one of his fellow Sirens. Maybe there's something that needs to be discussed about tonight? Or something?

As soon as he lays eyes on Fie, though, all thoughts of secret murder club discussions leave his head. He stops and stares, transfixed by what he's seeing.]

[Once the meeting is over and the Sirens start making their way back from the hidden hut, Battler pauses for a while near the end of the path. He's got a piece of paper in his hand and is staring at it, expression a mixture between sadness and determination.

He might be a little distracted, but now might be a good time to approach him for a private chat before everyone returns to the village.]