Hana gave a mumur after Aella’s farewell, and the faintest “Okay” as the girl left the room, leaving her alone. She thought on El’s words, acknowledging the fact she was horrible when it came to consoling. For ‘don’t worry’ was probably the most blandest response she could have given. At least she wasn’t the one to question Aella’s quick movements and sudden departure. It seemed that she was leaving them, and Hana wasn’t going to stop her. Sitting in silence, she slipped on her boots, arranged the box of bandages, and case of viles into her arms, finally leaving the room as well. Once she made it downstairs, she set her findings on the ground near Blair and pulled out a bandage roll to place in Kyle’s tiny hands. Duties fulfilled, Hana plopped down onto her mattress nearby and curled up, though she had no intent on falling back asleep.
Where... are you from? Where.... did you go? Speak, what brings you to this void? Why must you fill it? Don't tell me.... it was... JOE. 0-0
