rafael walks in a daze towards the remains, stepping over what had been the entrance hall where hiro had once greeted them, his shoes crunching against debris. a puff of ash rises below his feet as he moves through the familiar layout, looking back and forth in slow, pained disbelief. when he finally reaches the place where his piano room once was, he sees the destroyed instrument, and notices something sticking out from beneath it. he bends down to pull it out, ripping it slightly in the process.
he pulls up one of the photos of jade that had sat on the top of the piano that night buffy had spied on him playing. it's cracked, burned, and scarred, and he stares down at it, looking entirely lost. ]
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rafael walks in a daze towards the remains, stepping over what had been the entrance hall where hiro had once greeted them, his shoes crunching against debris. a puff of ash rises below his feet as he moves through the familiar layout, looking back and forth in slow, pained disbelief. when he finally reaches the place where his piano room once was, he sees the destroyed instrument, and notices something sticking out from beneath it. he bends down to pull it out, ripping it slightly in the process.
he pulls up one of the photos of jade that had sat on the top of the piano that night buffy had spied on him playing. it's cracked, burned, and scarred, and he stares down at it, looking entirely lost. ]