[When the feed begins, the owner of this SFC isn't even looking at the screen. Instead, he's tossing pebbles across the water of a crater-turned lake. However, he stops suddenly, as if suddenly weight down by something he refuses to say. Silently, he takes a seat at the waters edge, staring out over the surface and to the treeline ahead of him. It takes a moment longer to speak as he listens to the sound of nature around him, grateful for the peace just for this moment.]
...So you're gone now.
[There's a pause as his next breath is caught in his throat. Riku rests his head in his hands, shaking with dry sobs. ...Damn this month to hell and back.]
D-Damn it...