[Elle grips Angus' hand tightly. As Varian moves through the course, her other hand comes to grip his arm as well. She wants to look away, like she had in the others, but she doesn't. Varian needs them all, and she will be there for him as much as she can.
When the mannequin appears sporting the familiar flannel she gasps, tears springing to her eyes.
In the end he's sleeping, it's painless. At least she hopes it was.
Elle doesn't move when the doors click open, just stands there staring at the drawn curtains.]
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When the mannequin appears sporting the familiar flannel she gasps, tears springing to her eyes.
In the end he's sleeping, it's painless. At least she hopes it was.
Elle doesn't move when the doors click open, just stands there staring at the drawn curtains.]