There was dirt on the shoulder of the shirt, too, right? It wouldn't hurt to check, I think. Though if we're going to ask them to take their shirts off we should probably take them out of the room first--and have a man check the men and a woman check the women.
I was considering the same thing... I think just checking the wrists would be enough. I don't think we need to ask people to take their shirts off just yet...
What do you think you're doing, you rude little pipsqueak boy! How dare you unclothe yourself in a lady's presence?! Miss Susan, avert your eyes at once!
You do seem like one of the more unlikely options. [Mostly because Lithuania doesn't think she'd want to deal with the mess of dismembering a corpse, admittedly.]
Not to mention I'm the one who suggested to Susan during Dave Strider's trial that Siren would have used her hair so she wouldn't get blood all over her nails.
A guitar player like myself would think triple about possibly ruining their arm like that.
[ Rapture can't help but listening in on this conversation and try not to lose it. She is sitting on the piano doing her best trying not to laugh too loud, but knowing Rapture and her sense of humor... ]
O-oh,, ah, it's a good thing you'll be able to control it. I won't ask you to take them off until we've decided what we should be checking for so you aren't asked to do so a second time.
[Though Gundam is second only to Latvia on Lithuania's mental list of least-likely-to-have-committed-this-crime, so he's not too worried either way.]
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We already know only Gundam is Michael's size, anyway.
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O-oh! Oh, yes, you're right. That would be pretty pointless, then...
[Lithuania isn't embarrassed he didn't catch that joke, nope, not at all.]
B-bruises, then! And marks from that scorch mark.
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But perhaps we should consider taking clothes off as plan B if there are no marks on the arms. I'm just... shy.
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[sorry latvia]
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R-right, I'm sorry. But in any case...
[He rolls up his sleeves and allows her to inspect his arms and wrists. There aren't any obvious cuts, bruises or burn marks]
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What do you think you're doing, you rude little pipsqueak boy! How dare you unclothe yourself in a lady's presence?! Miss Susan, avert your eyes at once!
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What? Oh.
No, it's quite alright, May. For the sake of identifying the murderer, we must all suffer through these trying ordeals.
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A guitar player like myself would think triple about possibly ruining their arm like that.
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[It's worth nothing he does bandage up his arm like in the icon.]
I recognize the attribute that would appear suspicious.
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Would you be willing to take that off yourself and show us, or would that--be dangerous to everyone, too?
[Lithuania is not good at speaking Gundam.]
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But for a short time...I think I may control it.
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[Though Gundam is second only to Latvia on Lithuania's mental list of least-likely-to-have-committed-this-crime, so he's not too worried either way.]
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