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[tongueamok]

Hello, this is Carlisle. I mean, it's not Carlisle as in I'm actually answering you right now, so if you're trying to reply to me at the second, you should probably save your breath because I'm not really here. This is some kind of a recording of my voice, but this is my communicator. I'm going to assume these devices are as common here as they are in other places — not my world, but others, ones more technologically advanced than where I come from— so if you'd like to leave me a message, then you may do so here, or er... Right. Here is fine. So just leave yo— [beep]

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[voice]

[tongueamok]

[There's a ragged sigh on his end. The thought that he will be putting Glacius through this pain, or something like it, makes his stomach churn, his skin aching at his middle near those scars.]

It... it isn't easy to move on from such a grievous loss, and perhaps you never will, but... I never meant to imply you should simply "get over it."

[Another breath, in and out. It shakes with the rest of him.] I... have found that devoting myself to others helps from time to time. As such, I will do what I can for Rose, Miss Rey.

[For both of their sakes.]

[voice]

[circumitus]

[No one had meant it that way, but that's the message Rey got on her end. Maybe her grief has just clouded her judgement; she can't think or see straight. In her isolation, she only wanted to escape from it all, only for it to keep finding her.

[And now, here they are. She's still here. Alive. And Maketh no longer is. Their relationship might not have lasted long, but Rey would be lying if she claimed not to care for the woman for much longer than that.

[Maybe Carlisle is right, and she never will recover. But she can't deny that there have been some things that only served to throw salt on her wounds.]

Good, you do that. Let me know if you need me for anything.

[She can't even bring herself to handle everything else Carlisle just said. All she wants is for this conversation to be over.]

[voice]

[tongueamok]

Of course.

[Hanging up now, the disconnect cutting off another, final sigh. He'll add to that the amends he must make to Miss Rey, his guilt as overwhelming as ever. Even in death, he will find no respite from it.

But he'll stave it off for now. He has another phone call to make.]