He keeps cleaning, keeps focussing on something to keep his mind and his hands busy, lest they fall too far into grief's grips. Already his thoughts churned in circles, asking the question of dragons? and why? on an endless loop, wondering, questioning, receiving no answer for all the time it echoed in his mind. It was almost a relief to be distracted, to be pulled into the terse conversation, the Wraith as always, direct and forthcoming with her purpose, the other now directing her heated words to the few who remained in the room.
Chulane felt for them, a pang of guilt going out. He should have known that there was potential for mourners to take it too far, he should have been here. He glanced about, surprised that there weren't more Grounders around (wondering idly where Kia was, but then ultimately knowing he'd track her down sometime during the night). He sighed, pausing his broom's stroke along the floor to speak.
"The place'll be set right again soon enough," he began softly, "give them this one night of bad behaviour to express their grief." Forgive them this lapse, this momentary loss of control, let them move on into the future without reproach - their hangovers would punish them enough. He shrugged, not really caring if his words fell on deaf ears, merely focussing on what he can change, what he can do to in this moment and the next. He went back to sweeping.
Chulane felt for them, a pang of guilt going out. He should have known that there was potential for mourners to take it too far, he should have been here. He glanced about, surprised that there weren't more Grounders around (wondering idly where Kia was, but then ultimately knowing he'd track her down sometime during the night). He sighed, pausing his broom's stroke along the floor to speak.
"The place'll be set right again soon enough," he began softly, "give them this one night of bad behaviour to express their grief." Forgive them this lapse, this momentary loss of control, let them move on into the future without reproach - their hangovers would punish them enough. He shrugged, not really caring if his words fell on deaf ears, merely focussing on what he can change, what he can do to in this moment and the next. He went back to sweeping.
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