[ The air of impatience and irriation that's been hanging around Mielle last week seems fit to stick around – at least until she spots the photo of the young man on one of the coffins. With the colour leeched away there's no way to compare their hair and eyes... but something about his face makes it clear just whose loved one he is.
Mielle looks completely befuddled – torn between shock, disbelief and the wide-eyed alarm of a deer in headlights. ]
C... Cain...? B–but that's... you couldn't really...?
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Mielle looks completely befuddled – torn between shock, disbelief and the wide-eyed alarm of a deer in headlights. ]
C... Cain...? B–but that's... you couldn't really...?