text; un: berserker

[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]

[ Berserker listens in silence. It's melancholy, echoing the pain of his own loss somehow. It's certainly more moving than he'd been expecting. After Xichen finishes, he lets the silence linger for a bit longer before switching to audio, too. ]

...Thank you.

[ It's all he can manage to say right now. It's weird a stranger would offer him condolences at all, much less in such a heartfelt form. If he were in a worse or angrier mood, he may have lashed out instead. ]

[zewu_jun]

[He was honestly not expecting that either. Maybe a text again at most, but the response is moving. And also very sad, as he can hear the emptiness between those two words.]

Of course. I wish you well, with good health and peace.

[Peace of mind and maybe, if possible, in his heart. Such things are not easily healed, though, and Lan Xichen can only hope. He ends the connection there, but maybe he can believe the person on the other end will feel a little better.]