You Flourish Before Demise

The stranger tried to cheer them up, Illu guessed. Her eyes studying that blue marked face, the way her features softened and her eyes looked... well, the girl couldn't tell what they was. But her voice was soft. Through her irritation she noted the tone, setting it aside to practice later. It seemed like Cadaver liked the way she spoke, and she could do it for him too after she practiced! He didn't need some strange woman to do it. Illu sniffled, her eyes flitting from the woman to her brother -- smiling weakly at him and giving a delicate nod. "Okay, brother." The silver eyed girl squeaked out, mustering up her best holding-it-together expression as she followed after her brother, still in search of their mother.


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