[h1][center][color=4286f4][i]Arthur Stanford[/i][/color][/center][/h1]
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[center][color=4286f4]Location:[/color]Arena -> Hades' Cabin[/center]
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Arthur didn't exactly have a response to Rebecca's question about anything she should bring. Crystals, he had thought, sounded pretty, but he didn't think they were much good for anything. He just faltered, and deferred to the others to ascertain what they needed for this coming journey. As they neared Hades' cabin, he felt himself growing smaller. This was gonna be rough, and he didn't quite have the emotional energy to deal with him. As they entered the cabin, he stuck close to Andy, needing her more than anything right now.

Looking upon the room, his heart sank into his chest. There was something poetic about the scene, all the things that made Ash who she was were still here, but she was not. The thought, that your stuff doesn't leave with you when you do, resonated with something in him. All that was left of her now, was an echo, that was already preparing to dissipate at they figured out which of her things should be buried with her. As he saw Kiera with his sister's parasol, he twitched for a moment, wanting to snatch it out of her hands, but he held himself back. "[color=4286f4]That.. That should go with her, she'd like that, I think.[/color]" He choked out, just holding back tears.