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Albedo actually pouts when he fails to startle his brother. He nods to his twin, and heads towards the door. "Rubedo..." he starts, looking at his beloved twin. He looks almost pained, something strange for him. But the moment passes, and he turns away again. "Take care, okay?" he says jovally, and enters the room, closing the door behind him. He lays Yakura on the bed closest to the door, and tucks her in almost as an afterthought. He looks down at her. "Wilhelm.... " he mutters. Shaking his head, he kneels down to chastely kiss the girl on the lips, feeling foolish for such a furtive thing. He rises up and walks over to the other side of the room, dropping himself into the other bed with absolutely no grace, not even seeing the green-eyed spectre that watched over the two with sadness. The ghostly form drifts to sit beside Yakura, a hand running over her form, unable to touch. The ghost sighed and drifted to the white haired man. For a long time he stood, looking at Albedo, a small smile playing on the ghost's face. Albedo looked like a child, with arms and legs spread out over the matress.

The ghost lifted his gaze from the sleeping man's face, and again floated to Yakura. He couldn't help but feel sad; here he was, trapped in a world that was no longer his, unable to affect anything or anyone. He had made a promise though; and so had she. He drifted, laying beside her now, resting himself near her, even though the could no longer feel one another. The ghost closed his eyes, touching her mind with his, taking comfort in the fact that he wasn't alone.

At the park, Shelly, the more mature of the two Godwin sisters, is sitting alone on a bench, looking down at her hands, clasped in her lap. Her golden hair ardornment lays beside her, having fallen off. She doesn't seem to notice it. Something is bothering her deeply, and it's a good guess as to what it is..

Gaignun held her close, crying softly without sound. He felt so helpless now. Why was he still here? He let his tears go, without trying to hold them back. Yakura was the only one allowed to see him cry; not even his siblings saw his sadness. "...Yakura." he said softly, running his hand through her hair. "Please... promise me. Promise you'll keep living. I don't want them to cry anymore, I don't want them to have any more reasons to feel sad. Do you understand, Yakura? Please... For me, at least, if not for yourself?" He holds her close, shivering. He felt like a lost child, just like he had all those years ago.

"Albedo, Rubedo.... Even Alkaline, they all care for you, Yakura. I caused them so much grief... Caused you grief.... All because I couldn'tr stop him..." He pulls back, wiping away his tears. "Something terrible is going to happen, I can feel it. Albedo is a Testament now, yet he is rejecting that path. He became a Testament to return to his beloved other half. Something tells me that whomever leads the testaments wikll not let him be. Please, I beg you...." He looks away. "I can still feel him, a shadow of him. He may no longer live; yet his consciousness remains."

Jr. was in the park thinking about everything that had happened. He saw Shelley, but she was deep in thought. He let her think and just thought to himself.

Jr.'s head hung low as he leaned into his lap with a serious expression on his face. "It's... it's true, Shelley. Gaignun... he's..." He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. He was having trouble accepting the news as well even though he had seen Gaignun's corpse for himself.

Albedo is spraled out on the bed, looking rather adorable as he sleeps, his mouth hanging open. His hand is curled into a loose fist. "Nhhg.... " he mumbles softly, turning onto his side, curling into a losse fetal position.

Shelly mangages a weak smile, and places a gentle hand on the small boy's shoulder, giving a comforting squeeze. She didn't say anything; there was no words for the situation.

Albedo nestles against the warm body beside him, making a soft contented sound. His breath comes out in gentle sighing sounds.