<div style="text-align: center">《 Rebel and Dan 》<br/>
<i>Location: Abendblume gates; outside<br/>
Addressing: </i>Anise and Armando<i>, others</i>​</div><br/>Rebel and Dan had watched the others dig for a while before taking turns with them, alternating in and putting a decent effort towards getting Brian buried. Kennedy gave a haunting, short blessing over the grave, and Dan found the foreign words and the heartfelt translation stirring.<br/><br/>It wasn't until Anise began to ask about Sou, that Rebel's expression grew troubled. He rested a hand on the shovel handle, glancing at Anise, the others, then Armando. "Yeah," he said, nodding over at the guard. Anise's words confirmed Mr. Hale's information. Sou had wanted to leave him for a while, and she finally did. With 'him,' whoever 'he' was. Sou had planned this, her friends knew, and for some reason this was Rebel's fault.<br/><br/>Fuck them. They had no clue what had happened in his relationship, and like Mr. Hale said, it wasn't their business.<br/><br/>He just shot Anise a glare, though Armando deserved some explanation. Stepping over to where the guard sat, Rebel tossed the shovel in the back, then leaned his arms on the side as he looked at the darkly bearded man. "Yeah, Mr. Hale talked to me. Sou left with someone already, and the outside patrol's tasked with helping the people to move on. We're going to take them to the river camp for the night, wherever they go after that's up to them," he said.<br/><br/>Rebel waved a hand at the walkie talkie. "Check with him if you need to. He'll tell you." He felt dead inside. Numb. As far as he knew, Anise was one of those who planned Abendblume's assault with Sou and the others, but he figured that Armando would know about that. There was no reason to talk about it and let the conspirators know that they knew.