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[ on her way to acquire a dinosaur and talk to a certain billionaire, lana decides to stop by gilbert's room to ask if he wants to help. of course, it's more than a little shocking to see...no nametag on the door. confused, she knocks anyway ]
Gilbert? Are you okay?
[ another knock, then a pause, and she opens the door to glance in. how blatantly empty it is is enough of a hint, but she's still going to sit on the floor and try contacting him through the journal for the next hour or so.
he's gone, and she can't even be assured that he's in a better place, recalling the chaos he'd mentioned dealing with in his world. so now, since she's blissfully all alone, she takes the time to hide her face from an empty room so she can cry ]
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[ an hour or so later... written; ]
Unless someone has proof stating otherwise, Gilbert Nightray has gone home.