second; to cry in private; text

[daintydressing]

Ciel Phantomhive has left Adstringédum

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[voice]

[kill_joo_ded]

So you were a friend of his, huh?

text

[daintydressing]

I am his fianceé. I didn't know you knew him, Killua.

text

[kill_joo_ded]

was teaching him stuff too. thought you went to the class 'cause of that.

text

[daintydressing]

No, I was going to the class of my own decision. Thank you for being his friend and teacher. And hope

[The next text is sent five minutes later.]

And hopefully he can take some of the skills you taught him back with him to London.

[text]

[unreadability]

We shall be reading poetry by Charles Baudelaire later during my course. If I may, there is a few lines of a poem that I would like you to know, in light of your loss.

[text]

[daintydressing]

Please do, Madame.

[text]

[unreadability]

Now are the autumn days of thought at hand,
And I must use the rake and spade to groom,
Rebuild and cultivate the washed-out land
The water had eroded deep as tombs.

And who knows if the flowers in my mind
In this poor sand, swept like a beach, will find
The food of soul to gain a healthy start?

[text]

[daintydressing]

That waslovely. I will try to take the words to heart.

[Text]

[daintydressing]

I will be. I must be. For his sake.

[Text]

[daintydressing]

Yes. It hurts very much, and I miss him so much too.

Were you a friend of his...?

[bunny_flower]

I am very sorry for your loss, Elizabeth-san. If there is anything I can do...

[daintydressing]

Thank you for your concern, Miss Unohana, but I think I just need time. What's that saying...it heals all wounds.

[bunny_flower]

Do not hesitate to ask.

[daintydressing]

May I visit with you sometime soon?

[ff_red_turk]

... He's gone.

[daintydressing]

He is.

[ff_red_turk]

[Well, shit. Just what he neede dont op of everything else.]

[daintydressing]

I'm sorry, Mister Valentine.