sheila

[unrecked]

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[toesies]

[THERE HE GO...

Sheila watches him speedwalk his way into the courtyard when she makes her way out of one of the nearby rooms... and follows? Sir, you good?]

[unrecked]

[NO ACTUALLY. HE IS NOT. But it’s fine.

He pretty much stalks along the statues, pauses long enough to punch one solidly with his fist, then starts stalking back.

But he freezes when he sees Sheila.]

[toesies]

[Oh. Hm. She glances at the statue like, who did he just punch? And then at him, frowning in concern.]

... I was going to ask if you're okay. But the answer seems a little obvious now.

[unrecked]

[No one in particular but it would be funny if it was Cloud.]

Yeah.

[He really has no excuse when she just saw him punch a stationary object!]

I’ll live at least.

[toesies]

Well, yeah, it would be pretty crazy if you dropped dead from bruising your knuckles. [Lightly.] Do you want to talk about it...?

[She is assuming the answer is No, but.]

[unrecked]

[So many people think his answers will always be no, and that's completely fair honestly.

He glances down at his hand and flexes it slowly.]

Just pissed. He was one of the least annoying people here, me included.

[toesies]

[Sometimes, you watch a guy pull out a gun because he didn't want to strip and that does not scream emotional openness.]

... Yeah, I get that. He didn't seem like bad guy at all. [She sighs.] It sucks that he had to go through all that yesterday, and then not even twelve hours later, got killed by someone who may or may not be possessed.