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[Kravitz very rarely makes himself known on the network, but this is one of those things he feels is Important in a way he can't ignore. It's not that he's looking for pity- rather, he just needs to inform people. There's no tragedy in passing. There's no fear in something he can't reach.

He wishes he could believe that anymore.]

Hello, uhm-- this is Kravitz. For those who may be looking for them, it seems Lup, Taako, and Ren have all departed from the island. My apologies to those who used their services or... simply knew them. I'm not able to carry on the magic they did, but I'll do my best in providing what you need if you were getting some kind of service or items from their store.

[He takes a breath, but it's shaky, and forces any other uncertainty out of his tone.]

I'd also like to remind everyone that we do have a library here containing many resources and a workspace for study. Contributions are always welcome, and I have a number of archived pieces from other islands for study as well. Feel free to contact me if I am not around and I will come to assist.

That... that is all.

[ooc: Kravitz has a shiny new library page on his journal now, if people want to get involved!!]

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[She can't respond with her voice. She's... she's never used this before. Never used the stones, despite being the test subject for it in the first place. And she knows how to activate the voice but-

If she does it will be evident that her voice would be trembling.]

They're all gone, huh. Just like that.

[Just like that.]

Does this mean that you're alone at the camp now? Do you... need someone?

[He only used the voice feature because text still seems foreign to him, and-- it seemed important to say, a somber announcement to be heard. He can see how others may wish to make use of the text feature though, if they are in a noisy place, or...

Well, he knows about grief. At least he can now draw his words on the screen instead of hitting those little buttons.]

They are. I searched for them, but there are ways I could have found them outside of simply seeing that have also failed. I am forced to conclude they've gone home.

I am not... technically alone, though. Ren brought Rabbit back to live with us just a few weeks prior. So she is also present, though I am not at camp at the moment.

[Shepard's hands shake for just a moment before she replies.]

Good. I'm glad someone is waiting at home, at least.

[She falters again but figures she might as well press on.]

Do you want someone with you where you are now? It's fine if no. I just figured I would offer. It's not good to be alone during times like these.

Somehow, I cannot imagine she will be here long. It's just a feeling, but... people seem to disappear a lot.

I will not object, of course, if you want to come by the Library. I wouldn't want to block you from accessing it.

[And this is what we like to call: repression!]

Yeah sometimes you just... know, you know?

Ok. I'll be there soon.

[She's not gonna leave him alone and frankly... she doesn't want to be alone either. So she goes. She still doesn't feel quite like she belongs but she knows Enso and the Islets now like the back of her hand. And so she finds the library rather easily despite never having been there before.

It's not hard to spot him, really. Such a handsome face can't hide forever, even if that face hangs heavy with grief.]

Hey. It's good to see you.

[It's hard to say what he thinks he looks like when she enters, sitting in a chair by the single desk available in the space. His face holds grief well, angled cheekbones and a steady jaw, but he couldn't guess the way this loss would make his foundations feel cracked through his bones. A neck that holds his head high is now bowed, eyes that looked skyward idly paging through a book he isn't reading. Nearby on the desk, it seems Lieutenant Pepper has come along, perched on a basket that holds a few more books quietly snoozing through a midmorning nap. It's almost peaceful. Quiet, somber grief. Where he belongs.

Kravitz raises his head when she speaks though, reaching up to tuck back a stray dread behind his ear. They're tied back, but not as well as usual. He got used to Ren doing them in the morning.]

Hello, ah-- you as well. Is there anything you need? Something I can help you find?

[She gives him a soft look for a moment before crossing the distance from where she entered to make a place for herself next to him and sits. Is it on top of a pile of books? Maybe. But she's also partially facing him and looks him deep in the eyes.]

Hey. I know you're hurting right now. That's why I am here. To help.

[She puts a steady and warm hand on his shoulder.]

I've got you. You're not alone like you feel you do.

[He blinks almost in confusion at the speed in which Shepard makes her intentions known, shellshocked out of his morose state by suddenly having attention immediately paid to him. Kravitz opens his mouth, shuts it again, and then takes a few seconds to compose some kind of response.]

I... uhm... it's fine, ah, really. It is... it was expected, that this would happen. I'm alright.

Expected?

[She looks at him curiously then, no judgment on her face.]

How was this expected? Do you expect those you love to up and disappear without a word? If so, that is quite the lonely life.

[She knows that by heart.]

[He's a bit foreign to the gentle way she's treating him, the kind look in her eyes. It puts him a bit on edge, a moment she doesn't really know how to reconcile, because... why is he worried? What could she do to him that would matter?

Kravitz pushes those thoughts aside. He's just not going to worry about that right now.]

It was only the inevitable ending for everyone on this island, or at least the highest probable one. If there is anyone who understands and accepts the inevitability of loss, it would be me.

[Discounting that it's never been this personal, and he's never had this little control. It's more maddening the more he thinks about it.]

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