[ Too late, Tobias covers his eyes with his hands, trying to block out the horrible images. (But they're inside his head now, aren't they? Burned there, permanent, god, and somehow that horribly empty house is the worst of them--
He sinks down to the street, back against the wall. Making miserable sounds.
And Algric gently comes up behind Jon, tugging at his elbow. That's enough. ]
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He sinks down to the street, back against the wall. Making miserable sounds.
And Algric gently comes up behind Jon, tugging at his elbow. That's enough. ]