[To Seymour, there is comfort in flowers, in the memories of the flower arrangements his mother had painstakingly crafted to brighten the temple on Baaj. Comfort is a concept in woefully short supply these days considering the way the conditions of those who arrived earliest are deteriorating, and though Seymour has been sticking close to Zvei's side for that reason, there are times where he needs to step away for a bit to clear his head and find something to try to ground his thoughts before they begin to spiral again.
From the looks of things, he isn't the only one who had that idea today. But out of all of the people here to run into, this is one of the options he finds least objectionable, so he won't be immediately turning on his heel to leave.]
Zvei and Amaya are resting, if that is who you mean.
[Anyone who has seen them lately - Zvei in particular - knows the reason for that.]
[ Shinjiro...isn't really sure what he thinks of Seymour, to be honest.
Detestable, a little. But the other part of him knows he's got no real right to judge, all things considering. He already knows pity is the wrong answer, and distrust is par for the course.
But watching him and seeing that familiar look in his eyes at that trial, while he'd bled out on the floor, had struck more than just one chord. It's why he merely peers out from under his hat for a few moments in quiet contemplation before he bothers to speak again. ]
That so. Guess that's good. [ He crosses his legs from the rock he's sitting on, lifting the cigarette back to his lips. ] At least some people know how to take care of themselves around here.
[ He's not blind. The less-recently deceased aren't looking so hot, but their options are limited in here. ]
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Date: 2025-12-10 06:43 am (UTC)From the looks of things, he isn't the only one who had that idea today. But out of all of the people here to run into, this is one of the options he finds least objectionable, so he won't be immediately turning on his heel to leave.]
Zvei and Amaya are resting, if that is who you mean.
[Anyone who has seen them lately - Zvei in particular - knows the reason for that.]
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Date: 2025-12-10 07:08 am (UTC)Detestable, a little. But the other part of him knows he's got no real right to judge, all things considering. He already knows pity is the wrong answer, and distrust is par for the course.
But watching him and seeing that familiar look in his eyes at that trial, while he'd bled out on the floor, had struck more than just one chord. It's why he merely peers out from under his hat for a few moments in quiet contemplation before he bothers to speak again. ]
That so. Guess that's good. [ He crosses his legs from the rock he's sitting on, lifting the cigarette back to his lips. ] At least some people know how to take care of themselves around here.
[ He's not blind. The less-recently deceased aren't looking so hot, but their options are limited in here. ]