Plourr stares at Rial, then the drawings, and then she drops the sketchbook and wraps her arm around him. It'll be an awkward side hug unless he moves, but it's all she's got. Nothing she can say to that, nothing she can do but put her arms around him, rest her hand on his cheek, and hold onto him.
She shoots another look at the sketchpad, and flips it over with her foot.
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Date: 2007-04-10 02:03 am (UTC)She shoots another look at the sketchpad, and flips it over with her foot.
"Dead?" she asks softly.