he shakes his head, grip tightening as he looks up. leo's face is the beginnings of blotchy, eyes wet, pinched expression. like the kid who ran off after the last fight he and his parents had, needing a place to stay before he ran off to see the world.]
If I want to go to her funeral I have to face them. Baba... won't rest peacefully if I leave things like this, whenever the gods ask for her.
[because she will be in the realm of the gods, certainly. not in the underworld unlike her grandson.]
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he shakes his head, grip tightening as he looks up. leo's face is the beginnings of blotchy, eyes wet, pinched expression. like the kid who ran off after the last fight he and his parents had, needing a place to stay before he ran off to see the world.]
If I want to go to her funeral I have to face them. Baba... won't rest peacefully if I leave things like this, whenever the gods ask for her.
[because she will be in the realm of the gods, certainly. not in the underworld unlike her grandson.]
I don't want to worry her to death.