Malia glanced over to Carson as he spoke next to her, though when he mentioned Letto’s passing, her heart fell. She felt the blood drain from her body, and she sat up, quickly setting her soup aside. “...what?” She sat facing him now, her hand on his forearm. “Carson...I’m so, so sorry.” She understood that Letto was one of his best friends, that Letto was family. Sarah killed him. Sarah was dead now, but she had done a lot of damage in her wake. When Carson expressed his need to go and see Letto gets the end that he deserves, Malia nodded in agreement. “Don’t worry about getting dirty, Cars. We can just get you showered, do what you need to do.” She held his hand tightly, bringing it to her lips, pressing a kiss to his knuckles. If her heart hurt, she couldn’t imagine what Carson was feeling right now.<br/><br/>She watched him stand, and decided that she would go with him as well for support. She may not have known Letto well, but she was sure that Carson needed someone with him right now, someone that wouldn’t ask questions. She was pulling on shoes when she heard an unfamiliar voice speaking with Carson. She looked up, seeing the woman, but it wa clear Carson wasn’t having any of it right now. The woman, his ‘aunt’, apparently, stepped out of the way of the man. Malia started after him, but the woman had stepped back in her way.<br/><br/>“Who are you?” The woman furrowed her eyebrows.<br/><br/>Malia didn’t really want to answer questions, she wanted to go after Carson. She huffed, looking behind the older woman and to Carson’s retreating figure. “Malia. Please move.” She tried to be as nice as possible. The woman mumbled to herself before stepping aside once more, in which Malia walked by her. She jogged to catch up with Carson, simply taking his hand as they walked. She didn’t speak, she just followed him, and they arrived as Letto’s body was being moved. After it was made apparent he would be buried, not burned, Malia followed them outside as well. She just stayed by Carson’s side through the entirety of his burial, and tears welled up in her eyes as well. Letto died protecting them, he was the reason Carson was alive at all from way back at that forest fight. She rubbed Carson’s back, staying until he was ready to go back inside. When they turned back for Central, she stayed close. He had been rather...numb, for the lack of better words, she knew she’d need to be there for him now more than ever, and that’s alright.<br/><br/>“I’ll go see Sunny tomorrow, see what’s happening. I’ll check back at TRIM, too, later for whatever imbalance I have.” She shrugged and looked up to Carson. “I know this is a really stupid question, but are you okay?” It was more of a space for him to just tell her what was wrong, what he was feeling, to just open up if he wanted to. If not, that was fine, too.