Didn't we just do this last week?

[perpend]

[It's starting to look like this is going to be a weekly occurrence.

Just like last week, Cabanela waits a while before he makes his rounds, writing everyone quick notes and sliding them under each occupied door.]

Stay strong.
If you don't want to be alone tonight, meet in the dining hall.
-Cabanela

[Like last week, Cabanela hasn't bothered to provide anyone with food-- that would just be... rude right now, he thinks. Upon first entering, you'll notice that there are now four lit candles in the center of one of the tables.

Feel free to leave mementos for the dead; it's probably appreciated.]

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[decrees]

...Sometimes it's not a matter of whether you're willing to make it or not.

[perpend]

Mm.

[It's a vague noise; he could either be agreeing or disagreeing.]

I should tell you about my friend sometime. The one who...

Well, anyway. Not in public; I don't want to be a downer.

[decrees]

...Perhaps later this week, then.

[Now definitely isn't the time, but he would like to hear about it.]

[perpend]

Of course.

In a couple days, maybe. To give us time to... deal with the cuuurrent situation.