After(life) Party--

[soylentprotag]

[Lenka isn't talking much, though he spends most of the time after the execution either expressionless or frowning, moving among the ones still left at the campfire to check on people and try to make sure none of them are trying to either follow Boa or possibly throw literal or metaphorical stones at each other. Probably everyone's too exhausted for any of that at this point.

At some point he disappears for a little bit and comes back with an entire table and supplies -- not from the kitchen, but from the stash he'd accumulated in Cabin 2. It's not much, but it feels better than eating anything from the kitchen right now. Nobody wants that.

There's just some crackers and fruit snacks and some cheese with them. A few baggies to take them to go since most people aren't hungry right this moment. Once that's set out, he'll idle at one end of the table, staring out into the lake.]

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[trashmouthtozier]

[after Lenka's moved the bloody sand, Richie's just sitting at the edge of the hole, quieter than anyone's ever probably seen him]

Does it matter?

[bladeisme]

...It matters to me.

[He comes over and takes a seat, looking over gently.]

And I think it does to you, too.

[trashmouthtozier]

I don't want it to matter anymore. Everything hurts.

[he just ... leans on Ichigo, not quite dead weight. not yet. but wishing he was]

[bladeisme]

[Ichigo lets him, slinging his arm around Richie's shoulders.]

I know. Believe me - I know.

[Because when everything is bleak, much like this...

...it's hard as hell to keep up the idea that you'll be fine.]

But you have to keep trying, Richie. It's the only way we'll all make it out of this - together.

[trashmouthtozier]

That's - that's what Usagi said, too.

[AND NOW SHE'S DEAD AND BOA'S DEAD AND - ]

If we figure it out, can we ... can we save them too? Do you really think so?