[As soon as she registers recognition in Joshua's body language, Estelle is there, kneeling close to him and reaching out. There's probably some blood getting on her clothes, but she doesn't care so much about that as Joshua right now, and getting his focus away from the pools of blood around them, left behind by--
She knew who this blood belonged to. She'd never met Karin, had never seen this place, but she knew just from Loewe's description and Joshua's face, that delayed reaction, the shaking shoulders. Her voice is soft, but clear, all her focus on Joshua rather than the sickened feeling settled in her stomach, the imagery of Joshua's memories worse than her mind had ever conjured.]
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She knew who this blood belonged to. She'd never met Karin, had never seen this place, but she knew just from Loewe's description and Joshua's face, that delayed reaction, the shaking shoulders. Her voice is soft, but clear, all her focus on Joshua rather than the sickened feeling settled in her stomach, the imagery of Joshua's memories worse than her mind had ever conjured.]
Hey. I'm here, ok? I'm right here with you.