unbested | crau2 pcs: lup

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The graveyard...?

Among other people.

What??

[ HE THINKS YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT THE LITERAL CEMETERY ]

[HELP]

What? [a beat.] The - dead? The dead. As in the people sending us letters.

...I mean, they're not... actually there in the graveyard, are they? Like. They're on the other side of it, right?

There's one over there, too, I'm pretty sure. That's not what I'm getting at though.

Um... okay...

W-why would they need to watch something like that?

Them, or other people. There's more than just them watching us.

[ other people... ]

It's... not a distraction if we're all there, is it...?

[she has this tone that teachers get when they're trying very, very hard to be patient]

Which is why only some people would be going.

[ in his defense he actually reads these letters in a thread after this and understands it then lmfao ]

I... see...

[in his defense she is not explaining it well because brain soup]

Yeah. Okay. [a pause.] Can you help me back to my room?

Oh! Yeah, of course.

[ he will get the tape and his jacket and kneel down so she can grab onto his shoulder. ]

Here, you ready?