She doesn't cry. She should, maybe. Feels like it, anyway. But she doesn't, not even a single tear.
It's a strange feeling. It's not anger, or even guilt, just a sense of...emptiness. Crushing, suffocating emptiness, a hollow resignation that goes beyond just being sad.
It's mourning, she realizes, as she forces herself to go about the minutiae
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Her voice is flat, uncaring, and she doesn't so much as look that way, or try to see who it is.
Honestly, she doesn't care.
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Still behind the door, because he's not rude.
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Anyway, due to the wonders of Millitime, Faith's talked to Nick, so she's feeling a little better when she opens the door and sees Aeryn on the other side.
"Aeryn! Hey...what's up?"
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"Hey, thanks. Come in, I'll get yours, it's in my room..."
She disappears into her bedroom for a minute, then returns, holding a package wrapped in very dark red paper.
Knife, anyone?
"I wasn't sure if you had them, still, where you're from..."
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Faith's voice is flat, disinterested. It's a new thing she's trying.
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"Faith? What happened?"
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