[The post cuts on abruptly, halfway through a sharp, shuddering sigh -- or what sounds like it could be an attempt at one. It's not Ed's voice, it sounds a little younger than that, but other than that sound, there's a chill silence for a few moments.]
All of them--? [...] ...Al.
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Al...there's nothing we can do.
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... There are so many though. We... Still have to do something for them.
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I-- [...He sighs, rubbing the back of his neck for a minute. He's never been good with stuff like this.] Yeah. Hell. I don't know.
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Maybe... We can bury them.
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...Yeah. Seems like it'd be the right thing to do.
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[...] Tch. Should've known.
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[Brief pause. Miles has a very soft spot for small fuzzy things buried underneath the pomp and frills, and Discedo is no place for the innocent domestic friends of man. aka it's kind of breaking his heart.]
... It's such a shame. I'm certain all of us look forward to the spring where at least some life can be sustained.
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[Sorry Edgey, the Elrics seem to kind of. Kill everything they touch. Kittens are not immune. 8(]
Yeah. It's-- [...] Tch. Hell of a place for animals.
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