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[ Matt has no idea what to do right now. But he does remember that two of the recent victims share someone in common. Someone who, despite her poise in written communication, can't possibly have the tools to deal with loss like this. (Who can?) ]

Hey. I am so sorry.

And I hate giving condolences because frankly I think words are always inadequate in the face of something like this. So I made you something, if you want it.

[ A photo follows: a silk pocket square, tied into a neat little bundle. ]

There's a spell on it. Magic. To ease grief and give you a stronger emotional foundation.

[moondanced]

( she's tired. exhausted. and the only real time she got even a wink of shuteye, she had the vision that sent her back down the road.

so finally she checks the message from Matt.

and relief immediately takes over. )

I am far too exhausted to even think to refute the offer.

Please. If you would be so kind, I would gladly accept.

[semicharmed]

Of course. I can bring it to you at dinner, if that works.

[ It's the next group meal. Matt doesn't really want to ask Baela to meet a stranger who just admitted he can do magic in some non-public spot. And when he hears "exhausted," he figures "don't ask them to make more decisions." ]