The last few days have been...a lot for Raine. For everyone, really.

They'd been focusing on recovering from possession and making sure everyone's okay.

Then, they noticed.

They can't sense Fiddlesticks.

Somehow, they found the fox. But...in pieces.

Eda's already called for Dell to come, everyone else's palismen helping gather to supplies and such for the splintered fox.

They're sitting by the shoebox Fiddlesticks' been resting in, not hearing your approach.

"Fiddlesticks...I'm sorry. I should've been more careful, I wasn't thinking." They say, gripping their arms tighter. "You'll be okay, Dell's coming to help."