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Not Here; (After Bela's Murder)

[dreadinquisitor]

[The light, as seemingly ever, was on in Maxwell's room, just down the row. He sees the shadow pass, and has just enough time to parse the familiar shape, but not to call out his usual friendly greeting, before Poe was disappearing in a rush.

He doesn't mean to pry, but can't help but puzzle over it lightly as the night whiles on.

Later, when he learns, his heart will sink even as his disgust rises, and when Poe eventually returns there will be a small package waiting, braced in Poe's open window.

It's a box of tea, to warm and relax, as much as one can ever hope in such times.]