IC Burninating the countryside

[littlestsoldier]

*Close to the edge of the barrier, far from the center of camp, a cornfield has just caught fire. The cause? A certain mopey archangel of fire who is currently hanging out on a nearby tree branch.*

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[my_pleasure]

[ coming to sit underneath the tree. ]

My, is this your doing?

[my_pleasure]

Oh? That woman? That's too bad.

[littlestsoldier]

It's more than just "too bad".

[my_pleasure]

Is it, now? I wouldn't know.

[littlestsoldier]

It is. *Fingers digging into his arms a bit*

[my_pleasure]

[ . . . ]

You were really attached to her, weren't you?

[littlestsoldier]

Mm.

[my_pleasure]

Is this where I say I'm sorry for your loss? That's the civil thing to do isn't it?

[littlestsoldier]

Don't say it if you don't mean it. I don't care for empty formalities. I don't want pity or sympathy. I just wanted to burn something to the fucking ground and feel better.

[my_pleasure]

I didn't think so.

I wonder just how much good that's going to do you, though.

[littlestsoldier]

What else am I supposed to do?

[my_pleasure]

Be happy for her, maybe?

[littlestsoldier]

Easier said than done.

[my_pleasure]

Is that so? How disappointing.

[littlestsoldier]

I'm allowed to be upset.

[my_pleasure]

Well of course you are. I didn't say differently, did I?