[ rondo is also by the pyre today - or, rather, he keeps gravitating back to it. the light of the pyre reflecting back that eerie shade of blue is not eerie, but rather comforting, and it's bolstered his strength as he's made his rounds through checking on everyone. spotting that familiar, smaller stream of smoke gets his attention immediately.
and he hurries over, and calls out softly - ] Miss Kate...? Are you unharmed?
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and he hurries over, and calls out softly - ] Miss Kate...? Are you unharmed?
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[ calmly, but a little tense. ]
This... It's presented like a joke, but can it really be true?
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[ his gaze flits to the death poster and lingers. ]
And... [ mmf. ] Mathis, found them.
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... I... see. Then they're really...
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