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[Lyle was quiet again for the longest time. Clearly they had more in common than he could have realized. Granted he was not a witch - or wizard - but it was nearly the same. Someone had taken her sister just like Anew had been taken from him, someone had helped to save them at the expense of the other, and they had both been mad at completely the wrong people for it, including themselves. He reached over to take her hand, wanting that connection to someone at this moment]
I don't want to feel like this whenever I see her picture. When my parents and sister died, I couldn't... and when my brother died, I only felt shock when I found out.
[He'd never really grieved for Neil and he probably never would if he didn't remember this place if they went home. It was a state of being now. Neil was gone. Anew's death wasn't that easy to push aside]