[color=goldenrod][h3][center]~Senna~[/center][/h3]
[h3]Location: Fritz's Room -> Main Hall[/h3][/color]

Senna stood near the back of the room, leaning quietly on the wall away from the other orphans. The single candle in the room didn't do much to light the area outside of the beds immediate area, but that was fine. She didn't feel very much like being seen or talking with the others for now. The cramped space made her feel somewhat vulnerable with all the others present, so she was content to be silent and simply observe from as much distance as she could.

And it hurt.

Seeing Fritz in that state, muscles shriveled and barely able to even speak or eat without help from Mary was distressing, to say the least. Out of everyone the young child ever met, Fritz was the only one who had ever made her feel, well, relatively safe. Even if she wouldn't admit it. She didn't have to struggle every day just to survive, find food, and otherwise get up to no good simply to...exist. Oh sure, she still had a bit of a impish streak to her and she could never not get up to some small sort of trouble if something struck her fancy, and she had definitely probably gotten on the bad side of a few of the other orphans. Fritz though? He was just about the only person in the world she could say with certainty that she would never have messed with in any capacity.

[i][b]“Children…My time has come. I know that even without me saying, you rea-You realize that soon things will become very difficult for you. I tried to make some foundation for your future, but in this world nothing is certain.”[/b][/i]

She folded her arms across her chest, eyes turned towards the floorboards as she ground her teeth together. Hearing his voice in such a weakened state was almost too much for her.

[i][b]“That is why I wanted to tell you, as my last lesson, to remain united. You are all young, and although there is a lot of potential among you, none of you is strong enough yet to face the challenges of this world alone. So remain together, cooperate, compensate for each other’s weaknesses and you will be able to survive and even thrive in this city.”[/b][/i]

A nice idea, but that's all it was. Getting along with others long term, was not something she was good at. She couldn't handle such monotony for very long. It just wasn't how she basically raised herself. Sticking with one group of people for too long always ended badly - either you getting caught up in something dangerous or something similar, plus being around the same people for any long length of time got boring. People in general were boring when you got down to it, but she had stuck with the orphanage for the better part of...what, four years now?...perhaps she could give these guys a chance.

As the old man coughed his last breath with the last message to be good to each other, Sen's grip tightened on the edge of her arms. She was glad she had chosen to remain quietly in the back, shrouded by the darkness towards the edge of the room - she had a reputation to keep up after all and if someone saw her trying to hold back tears, she'd loose all credibility as a troublemaker she had.

Silently, Senna left the room. She couldn't stand being in there any longer with the other crying orphans and people. Their cries were making her blood boil in frustration and annoyance. Annoyance, because she simply found their wailing to be exactly that - annoying. At least let the man rest in peace for the love of all that was holy. He deserved that much, at least. Frustration because...well, what was she going to do now? For the first time in a few years she had felt more vulnerable than she ever did being on her own. At least she wouldn't have gotten complacent if she had been out there on the streets.

Then again, she might also be dead if she hadn't come here.

Eventually her steps carried her to the main ceremony hall of the old temple that the orphanage was built in. She needed to calm herself. Being distressed about Frtiz wouldn't do anyone any good. Someone had to have their head on right around here, and it certainly wasn't going to be those cry babies wailing over the dead.

Ugh, she wanted to punch something.

Propping herself up against the wall again, eyes glaring at the ground and small wings folding against her body as she started to think about what she'd do long term. For now though, she'd simply hang around and see what the other orphans did. If anyone looked like they were going to get up to anything fun now that Fritz was gone, she'd tag along for a bit. If not...well...maybe she'd try her luck going solo again. Heh, maybe she could make herself as the impromptu leader if no one stepped up to do it. Wouldn't exactly be like her and she doubted the other kids would be too keen on letting someone who constantly messed with them for giggles lead them anywhere, but it was an amusing idea regardless.