[For a long time after the trial, Cherryblod will be in his room with the door closed and will not open it, no matter who knocks or calls to him.
Eventually, though, he'll make his way to the dining hall. His eyes are redder than normal, and he doesn't make a move to interact with anyone - merely carries in the plate of food Bruce so kindly brought out to him and starts to eat in silence.
He can't shut down. He can't close himself off. He has to be here, because if he cuts himself off then he won't recover from this.
It's hard to imagine recovering from this anyway.]
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Eventually, though, he'll make his way to the dining hall. His eyes are redder than normal, and he doesn't make a move to interact with anyone - merely carries in the plate of food Bruce so kindly brought out to him and starts to eat in silence.
He can't shut down. He can't close himself off. He has to be here, because if he cuts himself off then he won't recover from this.
It's hard to imagine recovering from this anyway.]