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[curruid_coinchenn]

for those that knew him, flat escardos is gone.

don't ask me anything else about him.

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[curruid_coinchenn]

...Yeah. Better than drinking alone.

[ He doesn't sound good, that's for damn sure. ]

[scatmaam]

We'll sing a song, drink a round, and give blessings to their passage, and to the light they brought to your life.

...

It's what we ought to do, at least... I won't make you do anything less than what you feel up to.

[curruid_coinchenn]

...We'll see. I may just sit in silence and drink. Flat...deserves a proper send off.

[scatmaam]

We can plan a wake for him, if you like. It doesn't have to happen now, or even soon. When you're ready.

[curruid_coinchenn]

...I wouldn't be opposed to that.

[ That's a yes. ]

[scatmaam]

I didn't imagine you would be... I'll see you at the bar, Ciarán.

[ Expressed, but untold, is the love in how she says his name. The unconditional sort. He didn't need to be told of it, but she knew it probably helped to feel, all the same. ]