"I considered that vital information, yes, but nothing that needed to be shared yet. Even as Kent falsely claimed lover while we were debating whether to lynch him or Mike, my goal was for the mafia to hopefully off him while we took down Mike, eliminating both the imminent threats in the process, without me having to paint a target on my back so early on by revealing this information, and hopefully using it later."
“I realized that there was a small chance that the scum wouldn't take that bait of him crying lover, but us townies would be too scared to lynch him out of fear of the claim being true. And if the scum did rush to off him, a doctor—if we even have one among us—might possibly protect him, and allow him to keep doing whatever he’s trying to stay alive to do.”
Mike ran the numbers in his head. He furrowed his brow and scratched at his peach fuzz.
"If you knew who the lovers were, either it was your hint or you're one of them," he thought aloud. "Seems stupid to oust yourself, so let's assume the former. If it was your hint, you're at the very least vanilla in some capacity. Could be a Townie. Could just be a Grunt-- er, a Goon.
"I don't like the bandwagon on them, just in case it
is the latter. It's sus as all hell, sure, but..." Mike shook his head, "no, no way in hell they'd make this gambit unless they knew this as their hint.
"If we say it's their hint, and it's true, it
does seem stupid to have not said something the instant Kent claimed lovers.
"It also seems incredibly stupid for Kent to claim lovers, as it means he's dead tonight if he's not mafia..."
Mike clapped his hands and barked out a laugh, "which means my shot-in-the-dark was
right!"
UNVOTE PORYFRIEND/BLU
VOTE KENT/ABRA