Bad News

[greying_raven]

"Florian."

Because he's got to find out about Zara some time, demmit.

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[moderatelymad]

"Yes?" Then he looks again. "What is it?"

[greying_raven]

Very simply, very quietly--there's no good lead-in, nothing that can be eased by meaningless words, and Luther says, "Zara's dead," steady, as one who has seen many die and still knows this one is different.

[moderatelymad]

There's a pause, a blank space. He's heard this once before.

"What happened?"

[greying_raven]

"Sick."