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[crazedingly]

[Del is sitting on the ground, staring at her feet. She's surrounded by drawings; there's Barnabas and Russia (her Russia, not the new Russia who said he'll be her friend but who isn't the Russia she knew) and Destruction and Dream, all standing around and smiling in a field of flowers and butterflies. The butterflies are flying around her and the

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[himawariedingly]

[Just going to sit down near her, watching the drawings on the ground and the butterflies.]

[crazedingly]

[Glances over at him]

They won't live. I knew they wouldn't so why did I try?

[himawariedingly]

Because you wanted them back.

[Is that him?]

[crazedingly]

[Nods]

So much it burns.

[haikuedingly]

[Hijikata will watch her for a moment, then decide that Del's field of flowers and butterflies is as good a place as any to sit and smoke and write haiku]

...You're quiet.

[crazedingly]

They aren't here. I tried so hard.

[haikuedingly]

The people in your picture?

[He sits down near her, still giving her what he estimates to be a good amount of space.]

[crazedingly]

They were here. Then they went. And I feel so alone.

[Points at Russia and Barnabas.]

[checkeredingly]

... Del? What's wrong?

[crazedingly]

Russia drew me wings when we were here before. Russia's here but he's not him and he's mine but I'm not his and he wants to be my friend but I miss the Russia who was my friend.

I didn't see you. Or my sister. Or anyone. You've got better people. I want my doggie and Russia. They were always there and I miss them.

[Glugs her vodka]

[checkeredingly]

... maybe you should give him a chance.

... sorry I was gone. I... ... sorry. [He's got to be more careful. Got to. Even in a situation like that. There are people depending on him now.

...] I'll try to always be here for you.

[crazedingly]

[Takes another deep drink, holding onto the bottle as if it's her lifeline]

You want to try and you don't need to. You shouldn't try because I. I'm always alone. Always always always alone so I know how to be alone.

[crownedingly]

[He's being followed by one of the overly fluffy blue bunnies he drew earlier. But, concerned look!]

Del? Are you okay?

[crazedingly]

I haven't been okay. Not ever ever ever because I'm not. I can't be. But I almost was when he was here. I had wings. Red and gold wings and we were happy.

[crownedingly]

[He doesn't quite get it, but okay.]

[Del, have a Sora!Hug]

[crazedingly]

[HUGGING DEL IS DANGEROUS unless you are her friend, which you are, so ok]

[But she doesn't react much, just curls up tighter. EVEN SORA!HUGS CANNOT BREACH THE SAD!]

[didiedingly]

[Just sits down next to Del, wrapping one arm around her and plucking the vodka out of her hand with the other]

Do you want to talk to me about it, Del? I'm worried about you.

[crazedingly]

I...I...Russia...my doggie...

[Bursts into tears]

[didiedingly]

[Reaching over to draw a handkerchief into existence, hugging Del close]

They can still come back, you know. Neither of them are dead, and nor's the Prodigal.

What's happened to Ivan?

[crazedingly]

[Buries her face in the handkerchief]

He's here but he's not him. He won't be for so long.