[The sound is a little scratchy, like Sean is walking around, and the PORTAL is held loosely in his hand. The Eevee, which was, technically Charles', is pattering along behind him, making small, sad sounds. It takes him a while to actually speak up, but when he does, he sounds lost.]
It's -- [there's a large pause, and it's like he turned off the
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[... It's the first time she's said his first name to anyone else, once held back by respect for his title as a professor. But now she's just... Unseen, she's clutching her wayfinder close to her heart.]
...I'm sorry.
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[Sean doesn't really know what to say -- especially with the situation as it is.]
It'll get better, or something.
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[Do. She won't let go of those memories... She's silent for a moment, thinking to herself.]
-and it will. [Eventually.] ...If you ever need anything, don't hesitate to ask.
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[He appreciates it, he really does. Especially since so many people had known Charles and had gotten along with him.]
Do you need anything?
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[He can probably see it in the background behind her, too.]
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Your students?
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Mm. It's how we met in the first place. I train a few people he met from my world.
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Train? You're a teacher?
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Yes, I am. It's kind of surprising for my age, isn't it.
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Well, I'onno. How old are you?
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[Wait.]
That is young for a teacher.
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