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[Shaun looks pale and trembling, and his eyes are wide and scared. He looks - and sounds, when he finally speaks - like he's been crying. All he can manage are four short words, before his voice cracks and it's all he can do not to break down.]

Norman won't wake up.

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Are you? Okay, just give me a few minutes and I'll be there! I was out shopping. What room are you in?

We'll talk about him when I get there. Just keep your chin up, okay?

[It's really hard to keep your chin up when your primary guardian is in a coma.

At least when it was his dad, his mom was still there.]

Room 206.

[When she gets there, Shaun's Floatzel is going to let her into the room, because Shaun is half-sitting half-lying on the bed with his head against Norman's chest, face buried in the agent's shirt, completely breaking apart at the seams. Both Norman's team and his own are standing aside nervously, like they have no idea what to do with the little boy clinging to Norman's unconscious form.]

[Emily heads straight there. She isn't expecting such a sad scene when she gets there, and she stops in the doorway to look at him in concern for a few moments. Oh no... She isn't quite prepared for this. She's never really comforted anyone so sad before. Emily moves into the room and sets her shopping backs in a corner, before approaching the bed.]

Shaun...

[Shaun sits up with a jolt when he hears his name, turning toward the door in surprise. He wipes his nose first with the palm of his hand, scrubbing it against his jeans, and then wipes his eyes as dry as he can.]

I don't know what's wrong with him...

[Ew... She's going to pretend that she didn't see that. Boys can be so gross sometimes. But she can forgive it, since Shaun is so sad right now. Still, she's just going to quietly scan the room until she finds a box of tissues and walk over to grab a few, before walking back over to him and holding them out.]

I... I don't know either, but. You just have to keep hoping he'll be okay.

[He doesn't know what she's looking for until she hands him the kleenex, which he takes and wipes his hands on.]

He's alive... It's like he's sleeping, but he won't wake up.

I think it's called a coma.

[After debating it a little bit, Emily crawls onto the bed and pulls Shaun into a hug.]

I know what it feels like for someone not to wake up.

[There isn't much more to say on the matter, so she just gives him a big squeeze and keeps hugging him.]

[Shaun lets himself be pulled into a hug, but he doesn't return it immediately. When she speaks, he grips onto her.]

I do too.

[Both temporarily via coma and more permanently via death. And it was the same person both times.]

[A lump rises in her throat that she can't really help, but she's determined not to cry. She's already cried enough about it, and... And Shaun needs her, so she has to be strong. Even if her eyes are burning and she sniffs lightly. When she speaks, her voice is pretty steady.]

It's going to be okay, Shaun. I'm here and we'll do this together. [She rubs at his back, still squeezing pretty tight.]

[To his credit, he doesn't start crying again, just sits there hugging her because he really needed the hug right then. He sniffs pathetically, trying not to snot on her shoulder.]

Thanks.

What are we gonna do?

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[She's very grateful for the lack of snotting on her. That would be pretty gross, all things considered. Emily will get you another tissue if need be.]

You're welcome. And... And I'm not sure! But... Um. I went shopping earlier. Would you like a present?

[He stops clinging to her as tightly and pulls back to look at Norman uncertainly.]

...Should we take him to a hospital?

Um- did you really get me a present?

Maybe later, if he doesn't wake up? Let's just give it a little more time.

[Emily shrugs though, and pulls away and slides off the bed, moving over to bend down to look in her shopping bags.]

It wasn't supposed to be for you, but I would rather you have it.

[She stands back up, and when she turns around, she's holding a Munna pokedoll. She steps back over and holds it out to him.]

The woman in the store told me it's like... a dream catcher. That it will help get rid of bad dreams. I'm not sure if you need anything like that, but... Well. [We have enough in common that it's a safe assumption, basically.] I hope you like it?

[It's funny because Blake's Munna has nibbled on Shaun's dreams before.

He takes the doll in surprise and looks from it back to Emily in surprise. Then he smiles a little, gratefully, and gives the doll a squeeze.]

Thanks, Emily. I'm sure it'll work really well!

[Cause presents from friends that are supposed to make you feel better usually do!]

[She gives him a small smile, relieved that the gift is appreciated. It feels nice to give him a gift that will hopefully help him out.]

You're welcome! I hope so.

[It has, at the very least, done it's part in distracting him from his sadness over Norman.]

[Well, most 11-year-old boys wouldn't really have the same reaction to a stuffed toy, especially a pink one with flowers, but this is a little boy who still couldn't sleep without his teddy bear even before his life went even more to shit.

He looks down at it and squeezes its stubby legs, settling it in his lap.]

I'll buy you one later, and then we'll be even, okay?

Aww, well thanks...

[She gives him a small smile and then sits back down next to him, sighing quietly.]

So... I was thinking maybe we could ask Mr. Lieutenant Blake what to do. He's old, he would know what to do.

[Have you ever seen all of the color drain out of someone's face before, Emily? ~~well and they stay breathing~~
because all semblance of color just ran screaming from Shaun's face, and he looks like he's about to do the same.]

No, we can't ask him!

[She's quite honestly surprised by Shaun's reaction. Blake is so friendly and nice! Well, grumpy, but also still pretty friendly! So for him to look so... scared, is just leaving her very curious. Nervous too, but still curious.]

Why not?

Because he'll hurt Norman!

[There's an adamant tone to the boy's voice - the unwavering resolve of a kid passing judgment, who believes he'll know how a situation will end.

It's also the tone of a boy near-panicking, and his fingers tighten in the plush doll he's holding.]

[Emily's eyebrows furrow in confusion, before it's replaced with a skeptical look.]

No he won't! He's a good person, don't be silly, Shaun.

He's not good! He killed my dad!

[Oh dear now he's panicking. And if there was any more proof needed that Norman wasn't just sleeping, the fact that he's sleeping through Shaun yelling is pretty clear proof.]

And if we call him, he'll hurt Norman, too!

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this is totally action by now oops

No Emily just turned into Samara and is hugging him through the screen tbh

Psht totally

perma action from here on out yo

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