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A part of Gabriel has always enjoyed nature. It’s so quiet on its own, silent and everlasting no matter how much noise and how many awful people surround it, trying to take nature for themselves only to fail. Over, and over, and over again.
This wasn’t really nature, but the air smelled of it. The scent of earth was perfect for clearing ones mind, and as much as Gav really hated the fact that this floors resident was here in the fist place, well...
...The flowers are nice. And the graves are too. Part of him is filled with a sense of pride, seeing the graves of those that met their end on his floor. Keeping his eye on one, he speaks out to the resident of this floor who is obviously watching. Hopefully.
“ The work you put into this is always amazing. Though, I can’t say they earned such a nice grave, but I don’t have a say in where they rest. Just how they’re put to rest...” He comments with obvious approval.
Keeping a tone of respect, his volume lowers. “...How’ve you been, Eddie? Everything alright up here?”
