[There was the faintest hint of marigolds in the air of the kitchen, even if there were no flowers in sight. While the house was an even sort of comfortable temperature the kitchen itself felt... cold, almost empty despite Gabriel standing there at a counter. Hands rested against it, smoke curling from him as if his form was ready to rip itself apart.
Just barely holding it together, because he had waited days to go and see, to confirm suspicions when he'd gone by to drop something off at the base. Had to return with a bird and a cat—]
Ana's gone home.
[Name on the wall, back where she belonged and just the two of them here.]
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Date: 2019-08-05 03:51 pm (UTC)Just barely holding it together, because he had waited days to go and see, to confirm suspicions when he'd gone by to drop something off at the base. Had to return with a bird and a cat—]
Ana's gone home.
[Name on the wall, back where she belonged and just the two of them here.]