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[ Sarah makes it to the second paragraph before her eyes well up with tears. By the time she's finished reading, they've begun to spill over, and she doesn't bother wiping them away. She's managed to hold it together this long, but Sarissa leaving her this letter, these gifts, makes her absence real in a way it hadn't been before. Sarah believed—still believes—that all of this is just some huge fuck up, that Sarissa's supposed to be back here instead of her grandmother, but knowing it's a mistake doesn't mean shit when she can't change any of it. When Sarissa's still gone. ]

Kopelia mou.

( She says it softly, approaching Sarah's bed with barely a moment of hesitation or thought, claiming a spot on the edge. She knows what it is to lose family, to be parted from those dear to you.

She saw terrible things happen to some of her siblings, things she has never spoken of and never desires to. What Sarah is dealing with is different again, and she's not entirely able to understand it. A crisp white handkerchief with blue stripes across each corner is drawn out of her pocket, and she gently holds Sarah's jaw as she dabs away the tears, before pulling her into a hug. )

It is never easy to be separated from the ones we love.

[ Sarah slowly leans into the hug, more out of exhaustion than any real longing, and sniffles against Eunike's chest. It's always strange, touching someone who has her face, because some part of her expects something familiar as her own skin. But Eunike is a stranger, ultimately. She doesn't feel like hugging Sarissa at all. ]

I miss her so much.

I know.

( She kisses the top of Sarah's head, smooths her hair, and hugs her closer. It is a strange position to be in, really, comforting a person she doesn't know well but feels an obligation to, who is not family but seems she must be. Eunike sighs, and rests her chin on top of Sarah's head.. )

What would she do? To make you feel better?

She would... [ Sarah pulls back a little, wiping at her cheeks. ] She'd probably cook something, to be honest.

[ Said with a watery smile. She can tell Eunike what Sarissa would do, but not how Sarissa would do it. How she'd manage to be funny and soft and take charge all at once, make Sarah feel like everything was going to be okay. ]

( Eunike laughs, surprised. ) She and I are truly related, then.

( Gently, she nudges Sarah, before bringing her hand to wipe a tear that evaded Sarah's own efforts and had slipped down to her jaw. ) Would that make you feel better? Something to eat?

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