After a moment, Kersen shook his head, though there was sorrow written all over his face. He looked at Anael. "Like you, I've seen many people die over the years. That doesn't mean it doesn't hurt, of course." He sighed, ran a hand through his hair. "But he was young, still..."
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Date: 2017-01-20 02:16 am (UTC)And speaking of young - "Does Alcuin know?"