I'm quite alright. I was making offerings for Mr. Marius's soul - in hopes of helping guide him along to the afterlife. It is quite common for people to burn paper money after someone has passed away, but... I couldn't find any, so, I had to make do.
[ he smiles up at her after, though, gentle. ] It's nice out here, isn't it? Far calmer than anything else we've experienced today.
Quietly, she pulls out a notebook and doodles something on both sides of it with a red pen. When she's done, she rips out the page and tears it in half along the middle before presenting it to him. He might not recognize the type of currency, but they're two hastily drawn bills. Wowie. Paper money.]
Ahaha, it is nice. Getting some fresh air is just what we need after... you know, that. It got really noisy toward the end.
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[ he smiles up at her after, though, gentle. ] It's nice out here, isn't it? Far calmer than anything else we've experienced today.
[ fucking yikes ]
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Quietly, she pulls out a notebook and doodles something on both sides of it with a red pen. When she's done, she rips out the page and tears it in half along the middle before presenting it to him. He might not recognize the type of currency, but they're two hastily drawn bills. Wowie. Paper money.]
Ahaha, it is nice. Getting some fresh air is just what we need after... you know, that. It got really noisy toward the end.
[Sorry about your cousin, sir.]