SINGUR — DEATH

[CAESAR CIPHER.]

REIGN HAVOC FROM ABOVE !

CAESAR CIPHER. MALE. THE TYPHOON. PRIVATEER.

"You're right, I don't." Caesar responded to Goldenluxury, as if that made this entire situation better. "And you shouldn't, either." He went on quickly, rolling his eyes a bit. How pathetic it was to see that Goldie was letting grief get the best of her like this. But then again, Caesar supposed she was still young and also a girl at that, so of course she was going to let emotions get the best of her. "Pincher's gone. Accept it." His words were cold and demanding, and he rolled his eyes again as Vanessa and Wade came over, both trying to comfort Goldie.

"Why should I?" Caesar asked Wade with a shrug. The funeral thing was understandable, he supposed. Pincher had been the Captain after all, and funerals were a thing people on this Earth liked to have as a final 'acceptance' sort of thing. "These things happen. She shouldn't be letting this get to her so damn much." Or she should at least have the decency to not cry in front of everybody, if she had to cry.

#psychosocial.