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WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT? OUR TALES RIVAL JUST TURNED INTO A ZOMBIE!

[...so, uh, that was a thing that happened. Tarrlok was completely ready to do the politician thing and come up with a speech or something for most of whatever the hell that excuse for a trial was, but everything got all confusing, baffling, and horrifying and completely inexplicably, he can't find the words.

Maybe he just... needs a day. Tomorrow will probably be fine. For now, though, Misa volunteered to make brownies, and he was going to make a Northern Water Tribe comfort food specialty.

...even if they only had shortening and not actual animal fat and it'd been a while since he'd made it, but it tasted... alright? Definitely not as good as the stuff back home, but it was hard to get that good, anyway.

...there's also the matter of setting things up in a location other than the dining hall, because even though that's cleaned up, it still feels pretty tasteless to hold a wake literal feet from the place you found someone's bloody corpse.

So, a little later on in the day, a lovingly personalized note will be slid under everyone's doors:

And if the Survivors choose to head to the library, they'll find a... well, okay, it's a bunch of boxes from the storage room of comparable size stacked up on each other to kind of resemble a table. The dining hall ones don't even seem like they'd fit in the library, so Team Afterparty clearly had to improvise. One side is filled with plates, bowls, and spoons, and the other is filled with brownies, cookies, and a big bowl of berry aqutak. There are also chairs dotted throughout the room in a sort of vague circle --- close enough together that if people want to talk, they can, but far enough apart that it'd be easy to drag it off for some privacy.]

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[Oh, honey...

Mettaton will come across her after a while, when he returns to the library; he's been here and there all evening, because standing still isn't going to be a thing that happens today, apparently.

So he'll join her eventually, and when he speaks at least it's at a far lower volume than he usually offers people.]

We don't have to stay here, if you would prefer to go elsewhere for a little while.

[ She's feeling, at least, a little bit better since talking to Misa and a few others, but... Aqua's never felt so exhausted before. ]

Anywhere--other than the dining room.

...We can use my room, if you'd like.

[Come on, Aqua, let's.]

Lead the way, then, please.

[And he will, gladly; he'll close the door behind them once they're both in, as well, because privacy is probably a good thing after all that.

For what it's worth with regards to all this, he doesn't seem bothered or annoyed by any of this, and while he's still got the usual energy to him it seems like he's making an effort to tone it down a bit. Patient, but not condescending, just...kind of there.]

We can talk about it if you'd like, or we can do something else; it's fine with me either way.

[He's kind of sifting through his stuff as he speaks, all pointless things from the vending machine that he hasn't put up yet.]

Go ahead and sit down, if you'd like.

[ It's strange... Mettaton has always been so enthusiastic and energetic, but right now he's a steady presence, one that's actually comforting. It's a little easier to relax, when they're alone. She does sit down, though, on the edge of the bed. ]

Have you made any progress on that ukelele, yet?

[ Small talk, she can do, at least for now. ]

A little! Yosuke was playing something for me at one point, and I've been working on that for the last couple of days.

[He seems pleased with the question, though; this is...nice, sort of. He's the sort of person that thrives off of being around other people, but he also grew up with someone that was absolutely the opposite of everything he's chosen to do with himself.]

How about you, darling?

Yosuke does seem like the music-lover type.

[ It's nice to get her mind off things, at least. Everyone she's talked to has helped her in more ways than she can explain. Aqua's beginning to learn that normalcy, no matter how short-lived it may be, is important. ]

I have managed to learn Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star. That's as far as I've gotten, though.

That's good, though! You can't expect to learn everything in a day, after all.

[Normalcy is...good, really. It tended to help Shyren after that whole business with her sister, it tends to keep Alphys at least pretending to be functional. It's pretty excellent, all things considered.]

Are there any songs you know from back home - anything you particularly like?

We'll keep working, then. Learning a new skill is more fun with a friend, anyway.

[ She has to think on that... but she hums a tune pretty soon after he asks the question. ]

I'm not sure I'm doing it the justice it deserves. It's a song my music box plays.

No, no, keep going for a bit - it's pretty.

[It also sounds easy enough to commit to memory after a few times, so- ]

[ She's a little surprised, but he did say she had a nice voice. It's still odd to be complimented on things other than her magic.

But she continues humming, her eyes closing as she does. This way, it's easy to lose herself in the memories.

It reminds her of just how much she misses her friends, though. ]

[She's not the only one, really; it's sort of similar to things he used to do back home, things he hasn't thought about in a really long time, and the nice thing about easy, repetitive melodies is that they're easy to harmonize with.

And that's what he finds himself doing after a while, shortly, once he thinks he's got it in his head; it's calming, at least, something to focus on that isn't the...everything that's been going on today.]

[ It's nice, just to think about... well, almost nothing. Aqua's glad to lose herself in the melody; it's reassuring to know that, even after everything bad that's happened, she can still remember this song and what it means to her.

She stops when she comes to a good ending point, and opens her eyes. ]

Thank you, for letting me share it with you.

Don't mention it, sweetheart. Anytime.

[And that's calmer than it usually is too, but it's not insincere, either.]

Music's good for people. Calms their soul down a little.

I suppose I didn't realize how much it could.

[ It's like a different sort of magic. ]

Other than the songs I've heard, do you have any favorites?

I like a lot of things, my taste is pretty broad! But while we're feeling nostalgic...hmmm...

[And when he starts humming something of his own, he takes it a bit faster than he remembers it, but it's enough to get the point across.]

There are a lot of songs that I remember from a long time ago - things I haven't heard in a while, but I'm pretty fond of them anyway.

[ She listens, humming along with him once she gets the gist of it. ]

If we had some sort of recording device, we could have everyone bring a bit of home here.

That'd be nice, wouldn't it! And who knows? Maybe we'll find one in the machine.

It would be a good way to record what it's like here, too.

[ You know. As a warning, or something. ]

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