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[spectral_skin]

At the end of the night, Angelo takes the class picture Kitty gave him back to his room, stopping at the Bar on the way to get a frame for it

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[no_more_chianti]

Staff wing walls are thin, as Clarice is learning. She listens quietly for a minute, then goes out into the hall and taps on Angelo's door.

[no_more_chianti]

Okay, that hadn't been the right thing to say, then.

"It's hard," Clarice says, "to come here all alone. Most people seem to run into friends or family, somehow." She wants to sigh, but doesn't. "Is there anything I can do for you?"

[spectral_skin]

He gives her a grateful look for the attempt, but shrugs. "I really don't know."

[no_more_chianti]

Clarice nods.

"I'm always next door," she says. "So any time you feel like this, you can come over and talk. Or just sit, whatever helps you."

She pauses.

"They must miss you as much as you miss them."

[spectral_skin]

He glances up at that, with a faint smile. "Not sure whether to say 'I hope so' or 'I hope not'."

[no_more_chianti]

"Sure," Clarice says quietly, nodding. "I couldn't tell you, myself."

[spectral_skin]

"Thanks for the offer", he says quietly.

[no_more_chianti]

"Least I can do," she replies.