No party like an pope party??

[archboxer]

[That... that was a thing for everyone. There should be no celebration for Lif but, well, even if Rhea has a very cynical view of such things it's probably for the best that everyone stays together. Her first stop is the cafeteria, after all nothing better to keep people in one spot than free food. There she bumps into Mira, leaving the snacks to her Rhea ends up writing notes to everyone to come to the cafeteria in a few hours.

Some she hands personally and if she can't find someone she slid it under their door. Rin's she slides into her room regardless.

Fortunately, you won't hear a sermon.]

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[philoxenia]

[ It's much later when she leaves, too, and... well, it's hard to miss that song. It's probably a bad idea to be out so late. But Therion had called her out on it, and old habits die hard, so...

She goes to the gallery. ]

... Rhea? [ she asks softly, when there's a lull in the song. ]

[archboxer]

[The song was a soothing memory. More comfort than even her prayers since attached to it had the hope that it's writer might one day hear it. That hope was faint this far away but... well. She could pray in her room.

She pauses when she hears Mira's voice.]

Mm?

[philoxenia]

I'm sorry-- Did I interrupt you?

[ She kind of hovers by the doorway.... ]

[archboxer]

No... I just got lost in my thoughts. It is probably better for us not to be alone.

[philoxenia]

... That's true.

[ Paranoia, what's that? It's fine. ]

That song... it's beautiful.

[archboxer]

It is.

[Paranoia? Nah.]

I should be saying scriptures for mourning but... I believe this reach the Goddess just as well.

[philoxenia]

Well... for what it's worth, I'm happy to hear it.

[ She moves a little closer. ]

Is it... a hymn from your world?

[archboxer]

Hardly.

[It might sound dismissive if not for her follow up.]

...it is just an old lullaby, as childish as that might sound.

[philoxenia]

[ She shakes her head. ]

I don't think it's childish. ... Lullabies are usually comforting, after all. At least... they are for me.

[archboxer]

They are... My mother wrote this particular one.

[philoxenia]

Your mother...

[ It also comes down to family, don't it. ]

I'm sure she'd be happy you're keeping the memory alive.

[archboxer]

[She looks up, as if looking for something beyond the ceiling, beyond the massive amount of water.]

I do hope so.

[She pauses.]

...Thank you for helping me set that up. I know my, ah, temper got the better of me during the trial.

[philoxenia]

You're welcome.

[ She shakes her head, after a brief pause. ]

It was... a tense situation.

[ But she sounds kind of distant, all the same. ]

[archboxer]

To say the least, yes.

[And you weren't standing next to Jasper, either.]

[philoxenia]

... For what it's worth, I'm not upset with you.

[ She's quiet for a while. ]

But I... I've never had to do anything like that. I'm shocked I kept it together as much as I did.

[archboxer]

You did well, Mira.

[It's cold comfort but.]

The feelings you have right now are natural.

[philoxenia]

... Thank you.

[ It's a shame she feels like she didn't do enough. ]

I've... lost people before, but this was-- [ ... ] This is different.

[archboxer]

...An execution is never pleasant.

[Especially if you order it.]

[philoxenia]

I... imagine it's the sort of thing many people might never get used to.

[archboxer]

If they do then things have gone very poorly for them.

[Ha...h.a...ha.]

[philoxenia]

They've lost their way, do you mean?

[ sorry rhea! ]

[archboxer]

Exactly. I doubt even the Goddess herself could persuade them back.

[philoxenia]

... Do you think someone can truly be too far gone?

[archboxer]

Do you wish my thoughts as the Archbishop or as Rhea?

[philoxenia]

[ we're on team "fuck gods and shit" here so like ]

... I'd prefer Rhea's thoughts.