“Hey, uh… I didn’t really understand everything you were saying or what 'deeanay' is exactly, but I’m sorry to hear you lost your children.”
Dave looked at the Cranidos in silence for a moment. "DNA. It's a big molecule that controls how your body develops and functions. It's how life works. Or at least it's how it's
supposed to work. Who knows how anything works in this place." He gestures vaguely towards Mia. "Her DNA's part Scyther - particular parts that we picked. So she has the bit of DNA that makes the scythe grow on a Scyther's arm, and it grew a scythe on her arm. And so on."
"Hey, so..." Repeat said, "not to belabor any points, but I'm not sure it's great to just let these mafia people make the first move. I mean, that's someone's life, potentially. And if jailing someone can maybe help end all this sooner, I think we ought to do so. And, just as a side note, I think it's worth noting that Dave never actually refuted any of the points that Mel made against him. He immediately started going against a different argument, which strikes me as not just disingenuous, but suspicious."
Dave looked up from Cabot at Repeat's words. "Look, what fucking points? I..." He shook his head, raising the beer bottle and chugging the rest of it before carelessly throwing it away and fixing his gaze on Repeat.
"Fine. Let's go over this step by step. Mel said I "hadn't really tried to help". That I cast blame on the legendary Pokémon for bad reasons, then that I misunderstood the point that was being made and tried to keep you from doing anything. Do I have that right?
"First, all most everyone was doing was saying they didn't know anything and telling their fucking life stories. Hence, I didn't know this was supposed to be storytime. You want to jail me because I didn't go out of my way to chime in to tell you all about my dead fucking kids until you all insisted? Well, fuck you too.
"As for the legendary Pokémon, well, seeing a bunch of murders committed with space lasers, I went 'Hey, maybe it's some of the people who might actually have space lasers.' Fucking shoot me. Then you all go 'Well, the real murderers would've made it look like they wouldn't have space lasers.' And okay. Fine. Maybe the space laser people can do that. That's why I conceded the point and said then that leaves us with no info.
"Then she'd made this whole dramatic point about how we'd solve all this by looking for the 'contradictions' that don't make sense. Well, practically all that'd been said at that point was people telling their life stories from different universes. We've got no way of rooting out contradictions there because we can't know what really happened in their universes, or even apply common Earth logic to it. So I pointed this out. And what, you're spinning this as me saying we
shouldn't do anything? No, I was pointing out why this proposal wasn't actually much of a fucking starting point.
"And hey, notice how I just pointed out where I already addressed each of those 'points', and here you are making a big thing of how I didn't refute them? Well, there it is spelled out. Better?"