[Jonah sits for a long moment, frozen in position of stabbing Elias Bouchard for all of time. Before he shifts his weight and pulls the blade out, sitting on his knee to one side of the body, trembling as the emotion leaks out of his eyes. He stares at the body in disbelief.]
He's gone...
[They really did it. Even as his hand still clutches the handle of the blade for his very life and the adrenaline drips out of him.]
no subject
He's gone...
[They really did it. Even as his hand still clutches the handle of the blade for his very life and the adrenaline drips out of him.]