[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=910A1C][center]Ivanna (Brendan)[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]

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Location: Château de La Lune:
Skills: N/A
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Brendan hesitated, unsure what to do. If Richard didn't even know about Renee, then who did? Renee knew about him, right? He'd gotten a text saying she'd been looking for him But she couldn't nominate herself, could she? Who had those texts been from before? Brendan was confused. Was he recalling things wrong or was this all just not  making sense? He looked up again. Richard was crying. Brendan had no idea what to do. He sat down as Millicent spoke, asking what he knew. Brendan nodded as he sat. 

His head was in a rush as he thought of all the things he could say. He could tell Richard that Renee had been looking for him...but would that just make him more sad? He could reassure and tell him they would figure it out...was that too sad too? Shit.[color=910A1C] "Anything you know will help. We'll figure this out, we promise," [/color] Brendan said. In truth, he was growing less confident in his ability to even keep track of all of this, much less solve it. But he was a drag queen, he could act confident and brave, regardless of how scared he felt inside.