[ Caoimhes eyes search the item that he brings forward, her own nerves still slightly rattled. The harp at her side returns into a resting position. She minds herself, quietly. Trying to bring her senses back, and rest her heart from aching so much. When he brings his phone out, and letters are found upon it. She looks to them, with her eyes widening slightly, and reads each word intently. ]
... ?
[ Was this... A place of limbo, for those who had taken the lives of others from before? Even if they had meant to protect them, and keep them safe.
Her eyes stay on the screen. Then move to him, her breath beginning to slow down. ]
What... What do you feel now? [ Caoimhe thinks her questions is worded strange, swallowing. She shakes her head, as if attempting to gather her thoughts again and asks a bit more desperately. ] How do you feel? Now? About it?
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... ?
[ Was this... A place of limbo, for those who had taken the lives of others from before? Even if they had meant to protect them, and keep them safe.
Her eyes stay on the screen. Then move to him, her breath beginning to slow down. ]
What... What do you feel now? [ Caoimhe thinks her questions is worded strange, swallowing. She shakes her head, as if attempting to gather her thoughts again and asks a bit more desperately. ] How do you feel? Now? About it?