 Sorry I took forever >.< A Poop * k8 *
Ember just...sigh.
Sigh.
She felt really low right now, but for the sake of the other mutants, she was blocking that lump in her throat from ERUPTING. And also not talking much. Her eyes were downcast.
It was reassuring that she might be able to give the little guy a proper burial. Emmalee rushed in--and Ember's eyes lifted a little, hearing that her DEREK had made a proper potion for the mutants! PRAISE MERLIN! She was so...so glad to hear this...she didn't smile, but she did rush to put on some gloves(again) and went over to one of the mutants' cages, opening it slowly and getting him from inside. Holding him like Harmony had showed forever ago, she tried to keep him calm--covering his eyes to make sure he felt at peace. They liked dark paces.
"Here--"
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