[ wE LEFT CLOUD AND AERITH IN HELL AND THE Y FUCKING DIED AAAAHHH
there are just - there are no words. there's nothing that really describes this kind of sorrow - so intense and gripping that it shakes you down to your bones - but when rondo realizes that it's mathis that's dropped down beside him, belatedly, he tries to - god, he tries to pull himself together.
he sucks in a deep, miserable breath and lifts his head from his knees, and then frees his good arm to just - hook around his shoulders, and pull him in. like they've done every week now, but this time, rondo's crying too, tucking his nose into his hair. ]
yeah. yeah, that's - that's fine. he lets mathis sob on him as much as he wants, takes a deep, shuddery breath and tries not to lose it again himself. he cries silently, eyes closed, brow furrowed, and shakes his head. ]
I wish I knew. I wish I had the answer. [ but he doesn't. short of - sheer, bad luck. possession, cruelty of a monster that no one could control. ]
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there are just - there are no words. there's nothing that really describes this kind of sorrow - so intense and gripping that it shakes you down to your bones - but when rondo realizes that it's mathis that's dropped down beside him, belatedly, he tries to - god, he tries to pull himself together.
he sucks in a deep, miserable breath and lifts his head from his knees, and then frees his good arm to just - hook around his shoulders, and pull him in. like they've done every week now, but this time, rondo's crying too, tucking his nose into his hair. ]
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he's just clinging, this is going to be, like. a full on ugly sobbing kind of cry session.]
They... why were any of them...
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yeah. yeah, that's - that's fine. he lets mathis sob on him as much as he wants, takes a deep, shuddery breath and tries not to lose it again himself. he cries silently, eyes closed, brow furrowed, and shakes his head. ]
I wish I knew. I wish I had the answer. [ but he doesn't. short of - sheer, bad luck. possession, cruelty of a monster that no one could control. ]