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Pulling out a chair, Dedalus let himself plop down into it rather unceremoniously, and crossed his arms on the table, letting his forehead rest on them. His eyes shut, and it wasn’t long until he heard footsteps enter into the room. Without having to look up, he knew who it was. Only Emmeline would have some of the visions in her head that were now popping into his own at random intervals. Caradoc would pop into his head every now and then, but so did every other order member. He didn’t know what she was thinking about that involved him, he just knew that he was there.

Her thought about the time turner, however, was much clearer. He got a bit tense, remembering back to when he once had one, and just let out a sigh. “It’s not that easy…” he muttered, not even thinking about the fact that he wasn’t supposed to even hear that. It took him a few seconds before his head lifted and he looked at her apologetically. “Sorry…I wasn’t trying to listen in, it’s just…every station is coming in at once. Sort of why I moved away from the crowd, since everything was just starting to blur together.” It was bad enough having to deal with his own grief about Marlie, but to deal with everyone else’s? No way…

He moved his arms, now resting his elbows on the table as he pressed his palms into his temples, staring at a vacant spot on the floor. “…I feel like I should be doing something more than what I’m actually doing…”