practicality | (no subject)

Tian-sama is gone.

[There's kind of a long pause before a reply comes]

Solitude right now. Company later, maybe.

Right. Let me know, then.

Of course.

I don't fully know what would be proper for him, but I will do what I can, here.

I don't know either, really.

And how would we? He was like neither of us, in the end.

No. But perhaps more like you than me.

[There's a long pause, and a few ink drips]

I hope he got to go home.

Perhaps.

If I could pray, I would pray for that. For all that have gone, but for him as well.

Me too.