[At least this one is better, though no less emotional. His dad's final fate, not a coward who fled but a hero who died saving their village from a monster. The logbook told him all he ever wanted to know, that the last thought his father had was of the wife and son he loved so much.
Yurick sits up, eye squeezed shut as he struggles to hold on to emotions threatening to boil over. He's grateful to C for doing this, but it's almost physically painful to force himself not to weep. For the first time since they were all thrown together, Yurick smiles at C, but it's such a sad smile and there are already tears blooming.]
Thank you. Please, excuse me... I... I need time to think....
[And he's clambering off the table, bolting for the door. He needs to be alone, somewhere private and quiet, he doesn't even want his brothers to see this.]
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Yurick sits up, eye squeezed shut as he struggles to hold on to emotions threatening to boil over. He's grateful to C for doing this, but it's almost physically painful to force himself not to weep. For the first time since they were all thrown together, Yurick smiles at C, but it's such a sad smile and there are already tears blooming.]
Thank you. Please, excuse me... I... I need time to think....
[And he's clambering off the table, bolting for the door. He needs to be alone, somewhere private and quiet, he doesn't even want his brothers to see this.]