[ here is a small bird, within the greenhouse carrying over a small planter with one single green rose...
she looks up when she hears someone else come in. her wings are folded tightly against herself, lowering to gently set the planter down with a quiet nod. ]
Hello, Vin.. [ and then as if she remembered something. ] Are you.. alright? Shu-chan was worried about you last night..
[she's been looking around for meteion, so she approaches as she sees her in the greenhouse, a concerned frown on her face.]
...I am fine. I did not mean to concern any of you.
[she's moving past that quickly, though, because it seems much less important than what happened to buzen and 9s. she pauses for a moment - she isn't always the best with words or comfort, especially with people she does not know well, but...]
Clarte told me that the two of you were very close. [...] How do you fare?
[ and it's said genuinely, despite the ache and pain sitting heavy in her chest. to know there are others still okay- even if.. one by one, they seem to go. ]
...I. [ her voice wavers, head lowering and she blinks quickly, trying to halt any tears threatening to spill over. she's cried so much already, how does she even have tears still to cry? how is that every time the thought comes up, that festering despair hits harder? ]
I'll.. be okay. There's still... tomorrow. And figuring out who... [ frowns deeper. ] who hurt him.
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she looks up when she hears someone else come in. her wings are folded tightly against herself, lowering to gently set the planter down with a quiet nod. ]
Hello, Vin.. [ and then as if she remembered something. ] Are you.. alright? Shu-chan was worried about you last night..
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...I am fine. I did not mean to concern any of you.
[she's moving past that quickly, though, because it seems much less important than what happened to buzen and 9s. she pauses for a moment - she isn't always the best with words or comfort, especially with people she does not know well, but...]
Clarte told me that the two of you were very close. [...] How do you fare?
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[ and it's said genuinely, despite the ache and pain sitting heavy in her chest. to know there are others still okay- even if.. one by one, they seem to go. ]
...I. [ her voice wavers, head lowering and she blinks quickly, trying to halt any tears threatening to spill over. she's cried so much already, how does she even have tears still to cry? how is that every time the thought comes up, that festering despair hits harder? ]
I'll.. be okay. There's still... tomorrow. And figuring out who... [ frowns deeper. ] who hurt him.
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I think... At least for tonight, you need not be alright.