[ he comes over towards her, arms crossed and supporting his elbows as he stares at the pyre - at the containment for aqua, and camille - and just joins her in silence. he smells a bit like the swamp, now, and a little blood, but he doesn't really pay much mind to it.
they get to stand like that for a long, long moment, before he softly speaks up. ]
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they get to stand like that for a long, long moment, before he softly speaks up. ]
... doesn't feel like much of a win.