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[solo_patria]

[And here's a particularly pensive looking Enjolras, who has, truth be told, spent the last week or so avoiding almost everyone and everything. His gaze is somewhat far off, his face clearly touched by grief, but he is holding strong enough up to a point. Even so, he HAS come here for a reason.]

I would ask where, besides the turtle's head one might go here to spend some time alone? I require...reflection in a place that is not this room and where I might be un-interrupted. Might I have some recommendations for such a quiet place?


[And then he is hesitating for a moment, clearly, still focused on the camera as he
thinks, hands folded at his side.]

And in what ways have people here come to cope with, and accept the unfairness and griefs of this world, such as they might be? It is proving to be difficult since my arrival here, and I would welcome strategy if you might share it.

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[solo_patria]

Of the world I left, though they are unfair universal factors, I am sorry to say, rather than the specifics that may result elsewhere. The unfairness of death before its time, of lingering support, of things that I know to be true, but hate.

[Starvation, poverty, the idea that his friends all died, despite that that he can see them here, or would if he stopped seeing their deaths in his mind's eye. Those are the type of evils he is sure are universal and hates that he must accept.]