[ the company helps, even if it's just a little. a little bit of commisery. ]
...It is. [ his voice is quiet, and sounding just - very, very tired, as he gazes up overhead, and falls quiet for a little longer. thoughtful, reflective.
and then, eventually: ] We've always gotten along really well. I was starting to think of him a little bit like a protege.
I think... well, logically, I know that it's not the end. Not really. I'll leave a message for him, and then hear from him, in a few days. I know they're somewhere, and that they're not gone forever, but... it doesn't ever soften the blow.
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...It is. [ his voice is quiet, and sounding just - very, very tired, as he gazes up overhead, and falls quiet for a little longer. thoughtful, reflective.
and then, eventually: ] We've always gotten along really well. I was starting to think of him a little bit like a protege.
I think... well, logically, I know that it's not the end. Not really. I'll leave a message for him, and then hear from him, in a few days. I know they're somewhere, and that they're not gone forever, but... it doesn't ever soften the blow.
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[she nods a little.]
He was nice. I liked talking to him.]
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bixing makes a little noise, turning his head to look at harrow fully, and giving her a little smile. ]
Me too. [ ... ] It's been a terribly long six weeks, hasn't it?