[ he may not be super strong or anything, but he is very good at playing instruments, and he goes from the sort of angry chords he'd been spitting out to something more harmonic now that he has company. ]
I dunno about that. [ siffrin was. so unwell. they would've given themself away on their own probably. ] Doesn't feel right anyway...
[ Marcoh was so fucking pissed. he feels for the guy. and siffrin was—clearly not okay either. ]
I dunno that there's really much you can say when somebody loses a person they really care about...
[ he doesn't know the extent of marcoh and uruha's relationships, or how it must've felt like a betrayal that siffrin did this, but he could hear it in his thoughts. ]
[ till has felt grief, naturally, but doesn't yet know how well it does or doesn't age. the sky around them turns a little dark, just as unnatural in its dimness as it is in its light. ]
...Yeah? Was that part of your job as a—priestess, you said?
[ he doesn't really know what that is, so his thoughts are shaped like curiosity. ]
[ when people think you're close to a deity... it almost feels appropriate that she's here, though he'd have expected her to be a shoo-in for heaven. ]
...I guess it'd help to feel like you can give someone a proper send-off.
[ where the sky was fake before, just a closed and painted box, it expands in the nonsensical way a dream does. it becomes dark with red along the horizon, with meteors streaking down from the heavens. beautiful, in a frightening sort of way. ]
I dunno. I feel better talking to you, and knowing you and the others are still okay—that's gotta count for something, right?
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I should say the same to you. You were a great help.
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I dunno about that. [ siffrin was. so unwell. they would've given themself away on their own probably. ] Doesn't feel right anyway...
[ Marcoh was so fucking pissed. he feels for the guy. and siffrin was—clearly not okay either. ]
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I wish there was something we could do for him. Trying only seems to make matters worse.
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[ he doesn't know the extent of marcoh and uruha's relationships, or how it must've felt like a betrayal that siffrin did this, but he could hear it in his thoughts. ]
Is there ever anything to really do about it?
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[ ... ]
It was always my duty to ease the people's hearts in times like this. I have not felt quite so powerless before.
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...Yeah? Was that part of your job as a—priestess, you said?
[ he doesn't really know what that is, so his thoughts are shaped like curiosity. ]
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[ It's a bit easier to comfort believers, though...
there are definitely upsides to people thinking your word is second only to god's. ]
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...I guess it'd help to feel like you can give someone a proper send-off.
[ where the sky was fake before, just a closed and painted box, it expands in the nonsensical way a dream does. it becomes dark with red along the horizon, with meteors streaking down from the heavens. beautiful, in a frightening sort of way. ]
I dunno. I feel better talking to you, and knowing you and the others are still okay—that's gotta count for something, right?
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... It does. It really does.
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Good. [ he'll look up at the meteors too. ] I think being able to make people forget their grief a while is pretty amazing, Eupha.
[ he doesn't think it's something you really cure, that sort of grief. but it's nice to meet people who know how to make it less unbearable. ]