(Why does he manage to break her heart so much? A damn Enforcer, and not even a real one at that. Why does she care so much, and why does seeing Peter ever-shining smile wither makes her stomach drop? Perhaps it's not the best hand to do this with, her cold mechanical finger along with the others moving some hair away from his face, thumb attempting to dry any remaining tears that he might have drying on his skin.
She's been through this. Mom, Dad, Vander, Silco. Grief is a strange phenomena in the undercity, they don't get much to mourn. Her idea of mourning is yelling at Silco's chair, avoiding going to the basement of the Last Drop, and wallowing in her own mind. It's no prettier than this. It's destructive, most of the time.
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She's been through this. Mom, Dad, Vander, Silco. Grief is a strange phenomena in the undercity, they don't get much to mourn. Her idea of mourning is yelling at Silco's chair, avoiding going to the basement of the Last Drop, and wallowing in her own mind. It's no prettier than this. It's destructive, most of the time.
This... She can deal with, probably.)
... Then I'm staying here, until tomorrow.