[Hope calms himself, shutting his eyes and drawing in a deep breath. Shouting at them won't really fix things, and it's not exactly helping him feel better anyway - cathartic as it supposedly may be.
He exhales.]
I saw what happened... over the journal. I don't know what happened, but... you shouldn't try anything else. I—
[Action]
He exhales.]
I saw what happened... over the journal. I don't know what happened, but... you shouldn't try anything else. I—
It just doesn't look safe.