{ He didn't know what name to expect. It could've been a complete stranger for all he knew and they'd have a fine comedic time as Henry struggled to sift through his memories of names and faces. Names and faces he's come to learn and care for on some level or another.
But Carol... now that's a name he didn't quite expect. He'd never felt such a heavy stone in the pit of his stomach upon hearing such a name. He breathes in deep, the scent of the man pressed to his forehead and trying to process all of this. Two people he's become intertwined with so tightly now coming to a point from all angles, in what he thinks might be one of the worse ways possible.
Or maybe it's just inevitable around here. }
Carol... { A name of an old friend, the years between them ultimately fake, but the closest thing to a trusting bond he's developed here in hell. And then there was this. Whatever this was. }
I've met her. { And his professional habits kick in, as he keeps his voice level. He also closes his eyes, trying not to let the complicated stress of the news wrinkle across his forehead or make itself heard in his heartbeat. }
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But Carol... now that's a name he didn't quite expect. He'd never felt such a heavy stone in the pit of his stomach upon hearing such a name. He breathes in deep, the scent of the man pressed to his forehead and trying to process all of this. Two people he's become intertwined with so tightly now coming to a point from all angles, in what he thinks might be one of the worse ways possible.
Or maybe it's just inevitable around here. }
Carol... { A name of an old friend, the years between them ultimately fake, but the closest thing to a trusting bond he's developed here in hell. And then there was this. Whatever this was. }
I've met her. { And his professional habits kick in, as he keeps his voice level. He also closes his eyes, trying not to let the complicated stress of the news wrinkle across his forehead or make itself heard in his heartbeat. }