Elliot raised his head and looked at the brass dial above, which described the events.
He did not accept the quest immediately, and Old Razi gradually grew frantic.
[Vanessa, please!] [#Old Razi fell to his knees and looked pleadingly at Vanessa. Cloudy tears spilled from his eyes, washing muddy tracks down his filthy, deeply lined cheeks.]
Elliot silently watched the brass dial. It displayed not only the characters' dialogue but also brief descriptions of their actions, marked with a "#" at the beginning.
[#Vanessa froze in place, at a loss.] [Oh-oh, right! Vanessa! Money! You really need money, don't you?!] [I have money, I do! I've saved so, so much money. You can have it all!] [#Trembling, he pulled a filthy cloth bundle covered in patches from inside his clothes and stuffed it into the sack holding Wild Dog's corpse on Vanessa's cart.] [I have more! This time I have money, I have money!] [#He frantically emptied his pockets, throwing handful after handful into the sack without caring what was inside.] [#The gold coins became smeared with Wild Dog's blood. Old Razi never glanced at them again, only kneeling before Vanessa and pleading.]
Elliot lowered his eyes to the Cards covering the table.
Silence filled the cemetery.
The people watched the old man kneeling before Vanessa without a word.
Some recognized him as Old Razi, the hospital's warehouse keeper. They said he had something wrong with his eyes: those narrow little eyes could see nothing but Leo.
But now, he did not even glance at the coins spilling from the sack. His cloudy eyes were wide open, staring straight at Vanessa as though she shone with light.
"I-I'm not as capable as people say-" Vanessa's voice was dry. She instinctively curled her ten fingers, which had