[That...that explanation hits him like a physical blow, the air suddenly stilling in his lungs. Salieri tenses, mind racing for a moment because Maya?
Maya killed Orpheus and Eurydice saw it?
There's something cold that's sliding down his spine, pooling in his stomach, baffled because if Maya was a culprit, she would've been in Broadhurst with them this morning, but she wasn't--
Salieri swallows, sucks in another breath because Eurydice's still talking, looking up at him and she's here right now, not Maya--
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Maya killed Orpheus and Eurydice saw it?
There's something cold that's sliding down his spine, pooling in his stomach, baffled because if Maya was a culprit, she would've been in Broadhurst with them this morning, but she wasn't--
Salieri swallows, sucks in another breath because Eurydice's still talking, looking up at him and she's here right now, not Maya--
And he leans in to hug her again]
Of course. It's--it's alright, Eurydice, you--
[....]
...I would've done the same thing.