[Capell is still sleeping when Sigmund knocks; however, the noise is enough to wake him. He gets up with a yawn and shuffles over to the door, opening it and peering out at Sigmund.]
Yeah, sitting down is a good idea. He gracelessly plops down onto the bed.]
Oh. [He can't summon up anything more intelligent to say. It's a little hard for him to think right now. The metaphorical ton of bricks he just got hit with has left him dazed.]
[Sigmund rests a hand on his shoulder and gives it a little squeeze, wordlessly. Aya had always seemed like the person Capell was closest to. This can't be easy for him.]
[Sigmund sits down next to him. He still needs to go tell Edward, but... Capell. That hand on his shoulder is turning into a sort of one-handed shoulder rub.]
What is it?
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Aya has returned home.
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His brain hasn't quite cleared of its sleepy haze and the true meaning of the statement isn't registering.]
Huh?
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She's gone.
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Yeah, sitting down is a good idea. He gracelessly plops down onto the bed.]
Oh. [He can't summon up anything more intelligent to say. It's a little hard for him to think right now. The metaphorical ton of bricks he just got hit with has left him dazed.]
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Silently, he bows his head and takes comfort in the fact that at least Sigmund is there.]
Thank you for telling me.
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You're not alone.
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I know. You and Ed are still here. [And he couldn't be more grateful for that.]
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Yeah. [But he'll probably mope around for a while despite agreeing.] It's probably safer for her.
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Not for a while though. [Two years at the least.]
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Heh, well, I'll try not to let it.
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Are you still tired?
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