[He turns to more fully face forward, and therefore toward her, instead of the way that he was sitting sideways on the edge of the pool, looking at the still-mounded graves beneath the tree.
...It's painful, in a way that he wasn't prepared to not be able to endure, to see how quickly the persistent rain has already started to flatten the earth above their lost friends.
He leans forward, elbows propped on his knees, with a sigh.]
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[He turns to more fully face forward, and therefore toward her, instead of the way that he was sitting sideways on the edge of the pool, looking at the still-mounded graves beneath the tree.
...It's painful, in a way that he wasn't prepared to not be able to endure, to see how quickly the persistent rain has already started to flatten the earth above their lost friends.
He leans forward, elbows propped on his knees, with a sigh.]
That was... A miracle, wasn't it. Last night.