[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=b71d5d]Andy[/color] [/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center] [b][color=b71d5d]Location:[/color][/b] The arena -> the cabins [/center]
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[color=b71d5d]"I don't even know what to say at a funeral. I've never been to one."[/color] Andy confessed. And even if she had, she thought, she wouldn't know how to act at a Demi-god funeral. She hated that. Hated not knowing. Hated not having Ash here to defuse the attention from herself by asking the questions they both wanted answers to. She wasn't mad at Ash, her death wasn't her fault. But she was mad. Rage at the situation and how she had gotten comfortable and all that had been taken from her. She couldn't hide behind the boisterous personality that was Ash anymore. Kiera hadn't answered the other part of her question though. Andy had wanted to know if she had known anything that Ash might have wanted with her.  

Irritated and angry at it all she started walking toward the cabins. She'd collect what few things Ash had had here, and maybe get a pretty bow from one of Mona's siblings. At least Tammy had made a beautiful shroud. It looked like something Ash might have liked, but Andy couldn't be certain. The two had only known each other a week. In all Andy's life, she had never allowed herself to get close to someone that quickly. And now she was hurt because of it. She wanted to yell that at Ezekiel. He had been trying all week to get her to open up more and all it had done was what it always did. Hurt.