[Vigil, Take 2.]
He worked. It was not a strange thing, to see Zuko work hard -- the pyre was set and ready, and the sooner the other body was burned the better, though he found himself-- putting it off. He needed to speak to Iroh, and soon.
There was other work to be done, too. All fires were lit in the evening, room to room as folk requested.
But at the end of the day, when the building is mostly dark and the smart have retreated to their rooms for sleep, he finds himself on the second floor, letting himself into the 'infirmary'... and pulls a chair up to Mel's side and settles in for the night.
There is silence for hours. He just sits, quiet, stoic and alone. And then a hand is on hers, a little while later, and slowly he starts to talk.
Maybe it will help.
Maybe it reach her.
Maybe it'll ease the grief.
But if he remains uninterrupted, he'll be there come dawn, head against the table, bone weary and mostly asleep.
[Tag at any point of this you like, whether it be firelighting or poking your head in the infirmary -- please not e I'm going out with my honey for his birthday, so slowtime is love! SORRY!]
There was other work to be done, too. All fires were lit in the evening, room to room as folk requested.
But at the end of the day, when the building is mostly dark and the smart have retreated to their rooms for sleep, he finds himself on the second floor, letting himself into the 'infirmary'... and pulls a chair up to Mel's side and settles in for the night.
There is silence for hours. He just sits, quiet, stoic and alone. And then a hand is on hers, a little while later, and slowly he starts to talk.
Maybe it will help.
Maybe it reach her.
Maybe it'll ease the grief.
But if he remains uninterrupted, he'll be there come dawn, head against the table, bone weary and mostly asleep.
[Tag at any point of this you like, whether it be firelighting or poking your head in the infirmary -- please not e I'm going out with my honey for his birthday, so slowtime is love! SORRY!]