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Darnell: *once they're outside, to Connor* ...thoughts?

Conner: ...I do not know what to think. My logic systems tell me that spirits cannot exist, and yet I cannot deny what I saw in there. Something /was/ strange, and it /did/ lead us to that body...

Darnell: ........ *nods* Your logic systems tell you that spirits cannot exist because they were created by people who don't /believe/ that spirits exist. Sometimes people who have authority over us - parents, teacher, in your case your creators - feed us invalid information. Either because they are outright lying to us, or because what /they/ believe to be the truth is, in fact, not the case and they are misinformed. I'm sorry, Connor. I never would have wanted to put you into this kind of a situation. Humans can barely deal with this sort of thing. It's not really fair to ask an android to try to make sense of it.

Conner: ...*he just...nods, taking it all in, processing.*

Darnell: *will give his arm a supportive squeeze, then will climb into the car, settling to fill out his journal*

*It won't take long for the coroner to arrive. He'll take the body and promise Darnell his report. Darnell and Conner can leave the area now if they want.*

*Unless Connor has any objection, Darnell will drive them back to the office.*

Conner: *no objection at all.*

*They’ll get back to the office, make their report to Chief Inspector Fanzone, who approves them getting the original case files for the missing teen so they can review.*

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Conner: ... *studies Darnrll... and nod.* I...will do my best to comprehend the paranormal, should we end up on another such case.

Darnell: *gives him a wry grin* That's all /any/ of us can do, Connor. Our best to try to comprehend. Once we finish our reports, we can leave for the day. At home, I can tell you details about some of my cases if you'd like. Oh, I've also got all my past case notes. Though… *rueful grin* There was one really important and dangerous case I don't have a journal for. I'd started one, but it kind got lost in the ocean.

Conner: I would like to hear about those cases. ...your journals, in the box beside the couch. Those are your case notes, aren’t they?

Darnell: *nods* I keep them with me - send them here when I'm home for the summer and back to London when I return. I don't know why. You're welcome to read them, though. I'll even put them in order for you. But yup, I'll tell you whatever you'd like to know.

Conner: ...I assumed them another expression of creativity for you....

Darnell: You're not wholly wrong, really. Just that they're not fiction. Most would take them for it, though. What's in those journals is hard if not impossible for most people to comprehend, let alone believe. Even my own family doesn't know about those cases. I hide them behind claims of being confidential…which some of my work is, so it's not implausible. Honestly, I'd expect to be mocked for what's written in those journals, which is another reason I like to keep them with me - less likely that someone will randomly find and read them if I always know exactly where they are.