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[magnaccia]

(The room Meile shares with Nattie and... shared with Mihael is silent. Nate has gone out to scout for food, the only one who isn't in a a semi-catatonic state, or dead. Meile, whose sitting on the bed and staring blankly at the wall, internally winces at that. And then he forces himself to be blank again. Because it hurts to think he caused-- no, no, stop that. Meile shakes his head, and wonders idly when Nate will be back. Really, without Nate, he'd be dead by now. He hadn't moved from the bed in a few days, and only ate when Nate forced him to. He didn't move much, think much, except for when he needed to use the bathroom or eat. He didn't sleep; only waited to pass out.

So Nate was his life support, really.

Meile is carefully numb, hiding in his mental rigidly constructed walls. And he's fine with that)