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[praesidium]

[Deathtolling, Alana posts to the network using text which is unusual for her. She most decidedly doesn't really want to talk about it or much to other people.]

Apologies to my current and potential clients, but I will be unable to see anyone at this time. For my current clients, I will notify you when we can resume sessions. For potential clients, let me know that you're interested and I will schedule you as soon as possible when I'm able.

- Dr. Bloom

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private.

[praesidium]

[How much of that he means at all is anyone's guess. Alana isn't about to start trying, however. It's better, she thinks, to just let things lie with Hannibal more than to try and stir things. That's a lesson Will could certainly learn.]

It was inevitable.

[Alana has never been built for those particular types of circumstances. She's strong and brave enough to try, but she's ill-equipped to fully care for herself as well as other there all the same. There's not much in her life that could have possibly prepared for her for the brutality of that place.]

private.

[youwill]

Was it?

[He will not say, not if I was there. He will not say, I would have protected you. He will not even say, I might have protected you, though that is as close to the truth as he may come. He might have kept her safe, had she been near.

Either she will not believe it, or she will avoid thinking too deeply on the matter at all.

But he will insinuate it.]

Did you wake with anyone?

private.

[praesidium]

[If she knew what he was omitting, she would be grateful for it. Will does everything that he can to protect her and while she doesn't particularly resent him for it, she would rather take care of things herself than leave herself in the hands of others.]

Yes, I was with two other people.

private.

[youwill]

Were you separated?

[He almost asks who, but in the end that's not necessary.]

private.

[praesidium]

[She's surprised he doesn't ask who. Or more importantly, about how it is Alana died.]

Ultimately, yes.

private.

[youwill]

[He focuses on pieces, building the whole picture slowly. Alana, alone and in the dark. Alana, struggling to survive. He wants to know how, but strangely, at the same time - he doesn't. It's not a jealous, possessive thought - he is not angry he was not the one to do it. There is some truth in his apologies, now and then: he is sorry she died.]

I ran into Will while we were down there. He seemed well enough, at the time. Have you spoken with Abigail since returning?

private.

[praesidium]

No. I trust her to speak to her warden if she had a problem.

[Abigail is not always the easiest to read or predict, but either Abigail would go to Ben or Ben would go to Abigail. Either way, she would not be without. And although Alana certainly cares about Abigail, cares about her enough to let her into her cabin whenever she needs to hide from the rest of the world for a little while, she knows Abigail is not her responsibility.]

[If she ever was.]