[Pyrrha makes her way to the afterparty, pulling up a seat... before deciding she's going to feel even worse if she does just sit around. So, it's time again for her to make some rounds. Every person she comes across gets a variation of,]
Hey, how are you doing?
[And an offered cup of water, because all this despair means they need to keep hydrated.
Later on, as things die down, she's naturally dragged herself back to her kiosk, where she seems content to take a seat on her bed and poke through her Scroll. There's school notes, pictures of Remnant friends... It's all very sweet, but she isn't smiling.]
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Hey, how are you doing?
[And an offered cup of water, because all this despair means they need to keep hydrated.
Later on, as things die down, she's naturally dragged herself back to her kiosk, where she seems content to take a seat on her bed and poke through her Scroll. There's school notes, pictures of Remnant friends... It's all very sweet, but she isn't smiling.]
..."All I did was decide on a place to stand."
[door's open]