[By the time Thomas comes into the edge of her considerably heightened sight, Raphael is on her feet as steadily as if she was always standing, almost guarding at the base of the impressive tomb. As before, the sense of darkness from him chafes oddly at the evil clinging to her own Grace, it's at once uncomfortable and unpleasantly easy to be near.]
Such stupid questions when you already know the answer.
[Moving forward, closer to Michael's demolished grave. She feels instinctively that he shouldn't be near it alone. It isn't right.]
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Such stupid questions when you already know the answer.
[Moving forward, closer to Michael's demolished grave. She feels instinctively that he shouldn't be near it alone. It isn't right.]