PC CATCHALL WITH NERO

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[...!]

[He's jumping off the counter to go and grasp the other's shoulder.]

My dear fellow, are you alright?

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[He allows himself to lean into the touch.]

Curse broke. Pretty sure.

[He is so tired.]

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[Yeah, no, that's not enough. Nero is his friend. He's moving to hug him, lightly, around his shoulders.]

I'm glad it did.

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[There's a moment before he hugs him back.]

Feels like a hangover...

[Sometimes you have too many emotions.]

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I can imagine how tiring it must be for you, my dear friend.

[He sighs.]

Do you want to sit down for a moment?

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[ Thinking about it. ]

... Yeah, that would be good.

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[He shifts to put an arm around the other's shoulders, guiding him to a table to sit down.]

You'll need a lot of rest, Mr. Turner.

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[He sits down and puts his face in his hands.]

Could really use a break.

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Of course. Especially after what you had just went through.

[Just giving a squeeze to his shoulder.]

Do you want to drink something, perhaps? Water?

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... Yeah, I think water would be good.

[



oh no he was screaming about bradley.]

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Water it is.

[Leaving and coming back with a glass!]

Here you go.

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[He will... quietly sip his water for a bit.]

Thanks, Sholmes.

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You're welcome.

[He leans on his knees, with a sigh.]

It's been...a long week, hasn't it.

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Yes... It really has been.

How're you holdin' up?

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Honestly, Mr. Turner? Poorly. Quite poorly.

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Can't blame you for that.

[Rika dead, Susato dead, Susato kill confirmation, Rochalizo.]

's been a hell of a time.

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[That's not even everything that happened to Sholmes. :,)]

Its rather like a nightmare, isn't it?

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[No our detective!!!]

Yeah. Like these places wanna break us.

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One already feels quite broken.

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[ There's a moment before he commits, reaching out for his hand. ]

Are you angry?

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[He looks up, before he gently moves his fingers, holding the other's hand.]

More than anything.

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Hold onto that. Long as you're angry, you've still got your spirit.