[ i miss bees. do you remember when things were chaos and bees. i miss bees.
anyway rondo is just kind of sitting by the pyre after... all of that! he's got a wet cloth pressed to his cheek, and is pretty much just staring into the blue fire, mouth pulled into a tight line, shoulders stiff, though his expression is like - clearly, obviously upset, his brows knit together.
week 1, friday
anyway rondo is just kind of sitting by the pyre after... all of that! he's got a wet cloth pressed to his cheek, and is pretty much just staring into the blue fire, mouth pulled into a tight line, shoulders stiff, though his expression is like - clearly, obviously upset, his brows knit together.
it's fine. everything is fine! nothing is fine. ]
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although, eventually: ]
Sorry. About the bees. I should have stayed.
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...No, no, you don't need to apologize.... you didn't get stung at all, did you?
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[ like who cares! people are dying! ]
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I'm glad that you didn't. [ he cares. a beat, and... ] ... That one more person was not injured is not a bad thing.
[ considering, the corpses. ]
I... can't believe there were three.
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but. god. yeah. three is way too many. ]
... Me either. It's too many.