[it feels a much too empty when she comes back to the apartment, now, but... she does come back a few hours after the execution ends, the burns on her arms already bandaged. when she sees kumon, she doesn't say anything just yet, but she looks like she wants to.]
w4, sunday.
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He's holding onto an amber chameleon and there's a book with him. ]
Ah... This is for you, Vin. From...
[ Atsushi. ]
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He mentioned it.
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... Do you need anything? I can get you a drink?
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...If you want to.
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Kumon doesn't do a very good job of layering calm over it.]
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...Thank you.
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I do not want to distress you. He was important to you, too.
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[It's just hard losing people every week.]
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I'm sorry.
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[logically, at least.]
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[she frowns, but there's a little spark of warmth, too.]
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