[He heard the news that the body had been found and gulped. Another one of us dead.]
[He might as well go see. There's nothing else he can do. If he sulks in his room much longer he's afraid someone will do something about it and he won't be able to escape there anymore.]
[So he comes to see what's happening, staying in the shadows and away from the vat. He knows what it contains, and feels bile rise in his throat.]
/How is she supposed to get this body to the freezer? It looks positively toxic. And the poor girl, she'll be horribly disfigured, even if anything can be done to bring people back. She shudders and lifts her camera./
/She wonders who will see these photos, one day, and if they will be delighted or horrified at what they contain./
[due to the crackling of the fire in the incinerator room he didn't hear the cracking sound, but he did hear the announcement]
[as usual it didn't say where the crime scene is, but since quite a few people appeared to still be having a late breakfast or otherwise spending time on the ground level it seems likely that it happened on the upper floor]
[runs up the stairs, briefly glimpsing into the class rooms on the way, and skids to a stop as he enters the laboratory]
Wh-why are you just looking..!
[pushes past the others, pulls Prudence out of the vat, lays her down on her back and looks around for a towel or something]
[there isn't one in sight, so he untucks his shirt and starts dabbing at her face with it - not rubbing, definitely not rubbing - to soak the blood and the acid up]
[there are far too many fractures in her skin, and where there are none it's like the upper layer of her skin is ready to wash away, and the bleeding won't stop--]
[he's not noticing how much his hands are shaking (and starting to hurt), but there are black spots dancing in his vision, and it suddenly feels difficult to not pass out]
/And it means another one of them will be dead soon./
/But his sobs are too much. She can handle her own emotions, but when someone else's gets in the mix it's not so easy. She hesitantly reaches out and puts a hand on his shoulder, giving it a squeeze. She won't bother moping up her own tears./
[her consoling touch makes him break into tears completely, to the point where he can't keep his efforts up and only sits slumped next to the corpse]
[it's confusing and new to him to feel such shock and sadness over a person's death - why? and why didn't he react like this when the others died? he doesn't understand]
[puts his own hand on top of hers, but pulls it back immediately as he realises why both his hands are hurting so much]
/She lets out her own sob and drags him back a little by his shoulder, away from the mess of what was once a vibrant teen girl who didn't like her taking photos of her on the floor./
/Seeing him break down like this is only breaking her own resolve. She didn't even know her that well, but his reaction is feeding her own./
/She flinches at the sudden sting and pulls it away to wipe it on her skirt./
G-go wash off, d-don't hurt yourself.
/It comes out as gently as she can manage without choking./
[struggles to get up, but he feels terribly dazed]
[luckily the cook girl comes sweeping in to help and pulls him away]
[in his condition he can do nothing to console Maria - even if he was calm enough he wouldn't have any words to make her feel better about this situation]
dead body (just to make things more orderly for the investigation)
[he comes rushing in... a little late, a little frazzled. he was scared he would be the next one to go, thanks to the local plant freak, and the feeling of relief when he heard the death announcement made him feel sick to his stomach]
[he stares at the body and feels a lot worse]
...What happened to her...? [he manages to kneel down. he can't look away from her face]
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