[when kieren comes home from class for the day, gansey is waiting for him. he's cradling carra in his arms, pacing back and forth, clearly upset about something. there's nothing he can really do to prepare for kieren to come home--he can't make a cup of tea or have a snack waiting, and the apartment is already tidy. so he just paces like he's trying to wear a groove in the floor, and carra occasionally butts at his chin and jaw with her ghostly face.]
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Hey, Kier. How was class?
[he is trying so hard to sound okay. so hard.]