[Kel isn't supposed to crumble. He doesn't crumble! He's crumble-free. Hero can crumble if he needs to. Kel will be alright. He's supposed to be alright! But he isn't alright--]
They're dead. [His voice is hushed with grief.] Not...all of us, but so...many, they just...keep...
[He can't take it any more - not a minute more. Kel folds in on himself, hugging his knees, burying his face in his arms. He sobs, gut-wrenching and raw. He hears himself making sounds that don't seem right, like they shouldn't be coming from a person at all. It's wretched. He couldn't breath when they found out about Basil, let alone wail.
[Sunny. Sweet, quiet Sunny, still so small at sixteen - they didn't even notice him leaving.
cw: death, grief, suicide
They're dead. [His voice is hushed with grief.] Not...all of us, but so...many, they just...keep...
[He can't take it any more - not a minute more. Kel folds in on himself, hugging his knees, burying his face in his arms. He sobs, gut-wrenching and raw. He hears himself making sounds that don't seem right, like they shouldn't be coming from a person at all. It's wretched. He couldn't breath when they found out about Basil, let alone wail.
[Sunny. Sweet, quiet Sunny, still so small at sixteen - they didn't even notice him leaving.
[Kel cries.]