At dawn.

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The usual routine. Get up. Mook a little at Mel (only Mel wasn't very Mooky today; damn woman's moon) and then go out to make sure the fires get relit. Oh, will he be happy when Harper's powering the apartment work, so he doesn't have to go about the building for fire, and then... out to the wall and light all the torches there

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[princeinexile]

Zuko glanced back as he caught sight of Ron, and then gave a small sigh. Hee didn't -- mean to be harsh, but really, how elses would anyone learn?

[princeinexile]

Zuko shakes his head, and then asks, perhaps oddly, "How's Pig? Did you talk to Jim about food?"

It's not like he hadn't understood the reasons. He just couldn't condone.

[toomanypostits]

It's not the alarm that he reacts to. It's something else. Something deeper.

Rube runs out of the infirmary, following the feeling. He finds Ron in the yard. Amidst the chaos, yes, but he doesn't see any of that. Just Ron.

"Another fucking kid. Why is it always the kids?"

He swallows on a suddenly dry throat and brushes a hand along Ron's arm.

"Come on, kid. Time to go."

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Rube stands behind him and puts a hand on his shoulder, squeezing gently.

"I'm sorry, Ron," Rube says with a sniffle.