[Silence makes a low shushing sound - he may not have a voice, but noises like sighs and hisses require only the movement of air, and are within his capabilities.
After a brief pause once he's inside, Silence opts to carry Lucas all the way up to his room. It isn't difficult; the mystic is stronger - and Lucas lighter - than he looks. He lays Lucas down carefully on his bed, kneeling down beside him with wings already drooping in sorrow.
He's seen death come to people before. As much as he would like to deny it, he knows it's coming for Lucas now. Part of him wants to run to Nusakan's, to drag the doctor back here in the hopes that he could do something, but...the more sensible part of him doesn't think the boy should be left alone, not like this. And the brutally honest part of him can't look at Lucas now and truly think that he'd be back in time if he left, anyway...]
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After a brief pause once he's inside, Silence opts to carry Lucas all the way up to his room. It isn't difficult; the mystic is stronger - and Lucas lighter - than he looks. He lays Lucas down carefully on his bed, kneeling down beside him with wings already drooping in sorrow.
He's seen death come to people before. As much as he would like to deny it, he knows it's coming for Lucas now. Part of him wants to run to Nusakan's, to drag the doctor back here in the hopes that he could do something, but...the more sensible part of him doesn't think the boy should be left alone, not like this. And the brutally honest part of him can't look at Lucas now and truly think that he'd be back in time if he left, anyway...]