[ and claudia breaks. she almost does not remember the last time she cried, but it had been for mario: only a few and she had wiped her cheeks to greet her mother. oh, the thought of her mother is always a dull pain, but still, she cries harder, hand pressing to her face. gone, all of them. all of them. and ezio doesn't even know how much more they lose. ]
my closest icon, hahaha.