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    Jhary just nodded. He felt somewhat miserable as he tried to reconcile how far his honor needed to reach to be satisfied. However he could not call off the search just yet.


    There was a sudden loud knock at the door. The trio looked at one another.


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    Jhary Brannon looked up at the wall of a man, face pale, all his usual charm shelved. He should have gone from the Bridge already, and this sudden event had now galvanized him to do so. His search was done here, his honor intact.


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    Aurianne moved first. Stooping to pick up the currency that was littering the floor and had tumbled into the adjoining hallway.


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    She tried to quiet him. Possibly more for her own sake than his. It disturbed her to see such a cheerful man cry. Perhaps that was why she was drawn to Jhary, his sunny disposition, he was a tonic for all the despair and hate in the world.


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    He sighed heavily and wiped away tears on his sleeve.


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    Aurianne just sat as a silent sentinel on the arm of Jhary''s chair offering what comfort she could, without appearing too cloying. Almost all bore such pain these days, yes, grief was common place. Most tried not to talk about it, and if someone broke, it was decorum to try and not make too much of the outburst. This was after all the new age.