trying, she's really trying but she cannot muster the strength this time to insist, she can't. there's almost like a shattering sound, distant and scribbled, in her thoughts, and she's just silent.
there's nothing else for him to say, either. he already misses rondo, who'd hug him just as easily as she does. he misses sitting in silence with kanda.]
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[even if they've heard from the others. even if they might still hear from the ones who died today. it's not.]
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trying, she's really trying but she cannot muster the strength this time to insist, she can't. there's almost like a shattering sound, distant and scribbled, in her thoughts, and she's just silent.
we found the breaking point, lads!]
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his breath hitches again, there, arms still wrapped tight around her, silent in turn.
we suffer together tonight lads]
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they deal. they go tomorrow. they find who did this, and they lose someone else. over and over and over.]
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[he says, quiet.
there's nothing else for him to say, either. he already misses rondo, who'd hug him just as easily as she does. he misses sitting in silence with kanda.]
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[she says, voice raw. a beat.]
... Maybe we can steal a bed at one of the houses. I want to sleep.
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[there should be a bed in at least one of them.]
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but they can go find a bed at the cabin and curl up for a bit.]
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[he frowns, his thoughts a fretful little jumble as he keeps an arm wrapped around her. are you good karlach...]
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I'll be fine.
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he's just. sticking close to her, as they head off to the cabins.]