[She would've already flung herself at him if she wasn't holding a fishbowl. As it is, she clutches the fishbowl a little tighter and her lower lip quavers.]
M-my god, he.... he's gone.
[Aannd here come the tears.]
I woke up today a-and he was gone and the temple was g-gone and- and everything!
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M-my god, he.... he's gone.
[Aannd here come the tears.]
I woke up today a-and he was gone and the temple was g-gone and- and everything!