[The device that’s on the table is softly knocked down to a side. Starting a feed of the right angle of Rue who is dressed in a maroon leotard, dancing alone inside the rehearsal room; she pauses with her gaze lingering on a corner. There’s a chair there and, over the seat, a pair of light pink slippers that used to belong to Ahiru. She feels as if
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Though his eyes occasionally glance back to that lone pair of pink ballet slippers.
Unlike Rue, he doesn't even have the will to throw himself into any sort of distraction yet. ]
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How can he hope to offer any words of comfort when he doesn't feel any better than she does? ]
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