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I followed Elizabeth, as I saw her vomiting on the bathroom's toilet. I let her do so, not like I could or should stop her, while gently patting her back.
"Hahh… Hahh… I-I'm sorry… I… I just can't… This is harder than I imagined."
"It's fine, I understand how you might have felt. Was it the blood or…?"
I hugged her, cleaning her with a simple Clean spell, and let her rest her head on my shoulders. I didn't really care if she had just vomited recently. She was someone I loved, and I wouldn't mind such things. I believe it is important to be there for them when they most need you.
"No… it was… I just… It's so sad…" Elizabeth kept weeping on my shoulders. "The cruelty these people went through… the souls… The blood and all the bones we found of them, clean off their meat like… they were treated as mere supplies. It wasn't just soldiers, or adults… but the elderly, children, even… even babies… It so awful… so horrible…"
