Week 1, Saturday Post-Trial - Sandalphon

[fragileprophet]

[Ion's normally in bed rather early, curfew or otherwise, if for no other reason than his own lack of physical stamina. Tonight, however, he comes in pretty late, face lined with anguish. He deposits his shoes and his staff and his accessories and all but collapses onto his side of the bed. It's odd, coming from him, who always has something nice to say to great someone with, regardless of how he expects them to reciprocate. Silently, he grabs his pillow and presses it against his face, coiling toward his knees.

How hard does one have to wish to escape a cruel reality?]

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[melancoffeea]

[Sandalphon retires to their shared room following the trial's conclusion. He sits on his side of the bed and waits, be it for his partner or the next day.

Hours pass, and the latter has yet to come; Ion, however, returns just as Sandalphon considers leaving the room to look for him.]

Does today's trial trouble you?