"We all wish wr knew him better." She mumbled into his shoulder, clutching him tightly. "Promise me that won't happen to you." She asked him.
He tried rubbing her back soothingly. He stared blankly down the hallway, expecting Damian to walk around the corner with his lucky bottle of beer and ask whats going on. But he knew, that although Damian could outlive anything, there was no way, he could outlive death. "Sil.... I..." He tried, but couldn't form the sentence. Instead he hugged her tighter than ever.
He lost a friend that day.
Mocking-jay hugged Pollo back, Resting her head on his shoulder since he was much taller now. "I'm so so sorry Pollo." She whispered to him.
The man, Rolled his eyes and picked up his pace, allowing Chan to drag him down the hallway to the nearest exit. "I'm taking you to Seoul." He told her once they reached the exit and stepped out into the blinding sunlit outdoors. "There you can tracks Damian's last few bits of emotions. The clan lacks the abilities to search through objects for the events of a location." He admitted.
Celosia couldn't take this anymore and had disappeared. Turns out she had left everyone and went down into the dungeons, over hearing Oblivions inquiry. "Damian died." She answered him, arms crossed.