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"Thank you…" Was all she managed to murmur out. "Go get breakfast. I'm just gonna lay here and cry for awhile." She said somberly, her voice soft as a whisper, with the weight of boulders to it, which was concerning. Her voice wasn't the usual striking orchestral melody it usually was, loud and proud and full of cheer. A very different side of her was her depression, as she hugged herself and waited for Zenith to leave.