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[waytodie]

[Her hair is in two messy twin braids. Her eyes are glassy. The sharp-eyed might notice she's probably, definitely drunk. The less-so might just assume she's overly tired. Her tongue presses into her cheek as she considers how to start this one, but in the end she just rips the bandaid off quickly: ]

So, tell me, how is it that you handle grief?

[She probably won't be elaborating on why she's asking, unless she has a certain level of familiarity with you, but you can try. People closest to her probably already know what this is really about: Her sister is gone. From Moorecroft. From Etraya. From the top side of the dirt. Gone and back to dead, and Yelena is spiraling.]

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[wolfish]

Good to hear it. Feel free to reach out if you find yourself wanting for a particular sort of recipe, alright? I might have something good to offer.

[ And if his ideas don't suit, Mercedes might have a good suggestion. ]

[waytodie]

I'll keep you in mind.

[Beat.

She blinks.]

Oh- I'm Yelena, by the way.

[She didn't exactly do much in way of introductions with people on this post, they sort of just jumped right into the deep end of heavy conversations if they chose to engage with her here at all.]

[wolfish]

[ Yuri doesn't miss a beat in responding— ]

Call me Yuri.

[ They had more pressing matters to discuss than names, but since they've gotten to it, he gives her the name most of his world would know him by. ]

I'll wish you luck... And condolences for your loss.

[ It's not a platitude, coming from him. ]

[waytodie]

Thank you, Yuri. I appreciate you reaching out to me, even though you do not know me.

[She hadn't expected so many people to come to her when she made the post, if she's honest. It's a little overwhelming, in a sort of good way.]

[wolfish]

You reached first, yeah? We'd be a callous bunch if we didn't reach back.

[ He says it almost too airily, despite meaning it. ]

Just...be gentle with yourself, alright? Loss is a heavy weight to carry, even with an extra hand or two.

[waytodie]

Yeah, but you didn't have to. It means a lot.

[She nods a little.] I will try. Thank you.

[wolfish]

[ Well, since she insists, he'll demur no more. ]

Anytime. We're in this mess together.