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[eatmenlikeair]

[ She can only watch nowadays. Pathetic. ]

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[endingsarehard]

(He walks up beside her.)

[tryingitall]

[At least nothing gets damaged that way.

Balthazar will be happy to give her a little gold 'you tried' star, if it helps.]

[eatmenlikeair]

[ Anna doesn't even turn as he does so, though she does dig her nails a bit into her jacket. ]

Father.

[eatmenlikeair]

[ Have you seen Heaven lately, brother? "Damaged" hardly covers what it is. Then again, maybe she's not surprised. Maybe that's why she fell in the first place. ]

Enjoying the view? [ Anna doesn't know Balthazar very well, though she's seen him once or twice, in his vastness that doesn't have a name. ]

[endingsarehard]

Anna.

(He figures that she prefers to be called by that.)

What are you doing?

[eatmenlikeair]

[ She hasn't been called her Enochian name in a long time now. She does prefer it that way. She's proud of her human roots. ]

Watching. [ Isn't that obvious?, her tone implies. But she's careful not to show too much emotion, give too much away. She's seen her father since her death, but they haven't spoken since she fell. She doesn't know what to expect - for him to hate her, perhaps? ]

[endingsarehard]

You're torturing yourself. (He was pretty blunt. He couldn't stand to see her to do this herself.)

[grace_optional]

Drives you nuts, doesn't it?

[Hello, Self. It's kind of nice--in a weird, slightly creepy way--to know she's not alone in fuming powerlessly from the sidelines out here.]

[freetobe]

[He could use her advice. Could have used it all these years that he's worked on destroying everything. For now, he sits with her in silence, shaped by regret and guilt.]