[Sunrises are beautiful from the top of the Straw Hat's rooftop. Brook makes it a point to see each and every one of them, watching the world around them stir to life as he plays the violin. He's been inseperable from it and his other instruments since everything has gone back to normal. There is so much relief in being able to do this again, and
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Hell, he won't even need to check up on anyone-- he'll just note the cacophony in the distance as a sign you're all alive and well.
And, well. He wants to talk to you, in particular-- even if the reason never gets articulated.]
Heh. Positive, certainly.
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Always an important mindset to maintain!
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Or who had scruples. Or shame.]
I think you maintain it pretty well. [a pause-- then, with a quiet smile] I wanted to thank you, too.
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I try. [Yaaawn. And hm? Come again?] Eh? For what?
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When she comes back to this entry now, she's been alternately crying and just utterly numb all day, and she needs... she needs something. Someone. Anyone.
She sounds so, so, so far from alright it's painful when she manages to pipe up. ]
Brook? Are you... [ not crying not crying ] Can I talk to you?
[ normally she would have filtered this. today she's so scattered and hurts so bad she doesn't even care. ]
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[And give him a second, he will remember to put a filter up, if only due to his next question.] Name the place and I will meet you there.
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Can I meet you at your house?
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