[ Orpheus chokes a little, drawing in a slow, rattling breath through his teeth. He's stuck at his podium, nearly across from her, and can't offer much physical comfort, but- ]
I know. It's... [ One of the worst ways to go, that he can think of. But that's not helpful to say, so he just shakes his head. ] It's not fair. None of this should have happened.
[ His voice breaks a little, and he has to look aside, blinking back tears himself. What else is there to say? There's no comfort to be had in the notion that they'll get through this, because someone else is going to have to die - it's all cruel and unfair and he doesn't know what to do. ]
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I know. It's... [ One of the worst ways to go, that he can think of. But that's not helpful to say, so he just shakes his head. ] It's not fair. None of this should have happened.
[ His voice breaks a little, and he has to look aside, blinking back tears himself. What else is there to say? There's no comfort to be had in the notion that they'll get through this, because someone else is going to have to die - it's all cruel and unfair and he doesn't know what to do. ]