It floats away, a small wish with tears and a little regret

[desperateprayer]

[ After the entire trial, Clarith gets to work. If Rii-san won't make the memorials, she will, and if Rii-san does, she'll supervise. And then, she'll slip a letter under each door. ]

Please join me in the gardens for a funeral and then a wake in the first floor rest area.

- Sister Clarith

[ When people arrive, Clarith is waiting with her Levin Bible in hand. Afterward, they can all file into the rest area, where hopefully someone has made food! She's sure someone would have, but she wanted to just... Get the funeral done. ]

Comments

[misanthropicprinciple]

...I've done this every day for the last year of my life, Sketch. Gone home and had to make myself dinner.

[shikosuki]

...Oh.

[ ... ]

Even after stuff like... that?

[misanthropicprinciple]

Well. Not exactly like that.

[He doesn't usually have to deal with maniac AIs taking over people's bodies after a failed murder-suicide.]

But I've... seen some shit, yeah. Seen people die.

[shikosuki]

I see.

...Well. I'm good enough. To cook I mean.

[ He has to be

He has to be stronger if he wants to keep up with everyone else and not be a weak link ]

[misanthropicprinciple]

All right.

[After a moment, he taps Choromatsu's arm gently with his knuckles.]

Thanks.

[shikosuki]

[ ... ]

You're welcome.

[misanthropicprinciple]

If that changes, just. Let me know. I'll grab someone else to help.

[The way things are going, it'd probably be best for kitchen shifts to be two-person.]