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[tap tap tap. Tap tap tap. The pen is just making dots here.]

...Anise has...followed Natalia. She's gone home.

[now to start hoping no one goes for a voiced reply. ~~You still can of course!~~

Later on, when she's composed herself enough to be able to face other people, she'll go check on her remaining housemates.]

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[He hadn't cried yet.]

[Ion couldn't believe it. Her room was empty. Her things were gone. The bed was bare. And he'd been sitting there, numb, for a few hours now and yet still, he hadn't cried.]

[He knew it was better for her not to be here. He knew how horrible the experiments have been on her. He knew she wouldn't remember Luceti and would probably not even realize what she'd lost. He knew she'd be happier back home. He knew all these things and yet... he didn't care. He missed her. He wanted to see her. Talk to her, if only to say goodbye... that was something Luceti didn't really give people a chance to do, did it?]

[His chest hurt. He pulls his legs up onto the bare mattress and hugs them close, resting his chin on his knees. Anise wouldn't want him to be sad... and she would have wanted to go home, anyway... right? She had people she cared about here, but Auldrant was her home. There were people she cared about there, too. All of their friends were there, after all. It was for the best that she stay in Auldrant, where she'd be safe.]

[In Auldrant, where he'd never see her again.]

[...]

[When Nephry checks the room, she'll find him just as he was earlier when they found the room empty, blankly staring at the bare floor.]

[Nephry stays in the doorway for a moment, observing in silence. There's no good she can do with any words, and none with actions either, really.

Anise might not remember what she'd lost, but Ion is still here, left with the knowledge of her living on without him.

So she doesn't say anything when she sits beside him on the mattress. She only hesitates for a few seconds before gently placing one hand on his shoulder, knowing full well he might shrug her off and have every right to do so.]

[Ion doesn't seem to notice Nephry until she's sitting beside him, and even then, he doesn't react until she sets her hand on his shoulder.]

[He glances up at her for only a second, looking as though he were about to say something, but he bites it back and looks down. Although he doesn't trust himself enough to say so without choking up, he appreciates her being here right now.]

[And he will see a pair of still-reddened eyes looking back at him, just for a second. She doesn't want to interrupt his thoughts, so she stays quiet. As long as he wants here to sit here, she will.]

[Even if he started out in here alone, being alone is the last thing he wants right now. The silence is painful, almost more painful than the thought of talking about this and having to face the reality that she was gone. When he speaks, his voice is soft and weak.]

...I'm sorry. It's selfish, sulking in here like this... when I know I'm not the only one upset that she-

[He voice catches in his throat and he takes a moment to try and calm himself. He knows he's holding back; he knows there's no reason for it, and yet he can't think to do anything else right now.]

It's all right, Ion.

[All right to be selfish about it, and upset, and only thinking about what it would be like for him without her.]

Sometimes it helps.

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