VOICE ✪ LIGHTS WILL GUIDE YOU HOME & IGNITE YOUR BONES & I WILL TRY TO FIX YOU

[slaying]

[ the first thing she notices is cupcake mewing low and lonely in the hall. buffy clucks her tongue and stoops to spoil the cat, caressing the soft strip of short fur along the feline nose. a small smile and a few gentle words; from this angle, she can see that mccoy's door is open. ajar. was he home

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[chikaidestroyer]

[He considers not saying anything at all. It would not be the first time that Buffy had announced the departure of a friend, and it almost certainly would not be the last.

But the doctor was more than simply a friend. He did not speak much to the man, but even he knew that.

So he speaks as he has before. Those same words.]

My condolences.

[slaying]

[ those same words. they shiver and shake her right to the core. it isn't so hard to forget the hold that had accompanied, them. ]

Appreciated, Albert.

[chikaidestroyer]

[And now that he has her attention, if but for a moment, he should probably say something else.]

You will likely have several coming to speak with you, but please be sure to get some rest.

[slaying]

...Check out Mister Pragmatism.

[ soft. ]

[chikaidestroyer]

[He makes a sound suspiciously like one would while feigning a scoff. But his response is equally soft.]

And do be sure to heed good advice.

[slaying]

They're here. [ she figures she needn't say their names. including raine's. ] I...I don't think they'd let me go heedless.

[chikaidestroyer]

Good. [Then he doesn't need to say anything else.]

Take care, Buffy.

[slaying]

I will. I mean -- I guess I have to. He isn't...

[ here to take care for her. buffy's sigh grows strained and she has to shut the journal fast. ]

[chikaidestroyer]

[He sits there in silence as the connection is severed on her end, his mind replaying those last few words she had stumbled through.

He then shuts his journal as well.]