[u]Rosette Sauveterre [/u]

Rosette was glad to see that Henry had gone onstage and spoken against the Headmaster’s wishes, even if it resulted in some form or fashion of punishment, for the lizard-man. Although she had wished the whole murder incident had never happened, it was not something that people could forget. Asking them to pretend that someone hadn’t had their life brutally ripped away would bring nothing but scorn and contempt. Rosette, who had seen things and been in situations far more horrifying than a murderer running on the loose, did not like forgetting things. The whole point of not forgetting was not just so that the criminal could be captured, but so that the people who remained would be more cautious about their course of action.

Although Rosette doubted she could ever participate in any sort of investigation, she stood up, following Theresa’s lead, though she did not clap, as it was so unlike her that the concept felt alien. She was detached from the grief the person next to her felt, but she still supported her course of action, and moved to display this. Rosette was not a bad person, however much people viewed her to be self-centered, macabre, or depressing. She had merely seen too much of something that made enjoying life difficult. Rosette both hated and envied people who loved their lives, but in the end, she could not bear the idea of seeing someone so happy becoming depressed and bitter like her.

When the assembly was over, and people began to leave or move to talk to their friends, Rosette turned to look at Theresa, “I think you will be fine, but I will say this, anyway. If you need someone to talk to, or are no longer sure of what you should do, I will listen, even if no one else does.” She looked around the room, “I did not know your friend, but nobody simply forgets or ignores something like this. It is crazy to expect that, also.”