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Philza's guilt. Tallulah's empathy.

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Tallulah was walking to philza, She walked around the house till she found philza. 'Abuelito seems to be staring off' she thought to herself as she snuck up behind him.

Tallulah croaked, causing philza to turn around quickly. "Jesus- Tallulah!" He yelped out. Tallulah looked outside and stared. "You know..I feel like I've looked out here before" philza spoke and held Tallulah close. 

The cold windy air chilled poor Tallulah as phil gave her his coat. Tallulah sat comfortably in his arms, she felt safe. "It's very cold huh?" Philza said chuckling a bit, he had dark circles under his eyes. "I won't let you or Cheyanne die..not again.." philzas voice was dangerously quiet, and he looked determined.

Tallulah looked at her grandfather, 'poor Abuelito..' she thought. She knew philza was paranoid about the dangers of the world for them. The grip on her got a bit tighter as she was wrapped in Phil's coat.

"We should take you back to bed Tallulah. It's late." Phil yawned out and walked down to the garden of hope and music, laying Tallulah down. Phil looked at her, he felt like the reason she was here was his fault. Her death was his fault. And each time he slept. The nightmare was there.

Tallulah croaked again, she knew Phil's pain. She hugged him then went to sleep, cuddling his coat. Philza sighed, and went back to watching. Eventually ending up asleep.

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