Knock knock knock
"Elias, dear. Are you busy?"
- "Yes."
"...I need to talk to you. It's important."
- "Then why did you ask if I was busy?"
"Elias, don't do this now. I'm not in the mood. Come, sit down with me."
- "Yes, mother."
- "What is it?"
"It's about your grandmother... She didn't live through the night."
- "I know."
"...What? How?"
- "Father told me last night that it was very unlikely that grandmother would wake up."
"I see... Why are you up here then? Why aren't you downstairs with us?"
- "Why would I be? I have work to do."
"For heavens sake, Elias. You are a child and you just lost your grandmother. Come downstairs and sit with us."
- "I can't. I need to finish this."
"Elias Dimheim! My mother just died. Don't you understand that? I need you with me right now."
- "Yes, but... Mother? Why are you crying? You knew she was sick, Father told you many times that she wouldn't live long."
" ....What? Elias... How can you even-... Wouldn't you cry if I died? Wouldn't you be sad?"
- "I...."
"Yes?"
- "I... Don't know... No, I don't think so....At least not if I knew you wer-....Where are you going, mother?... Mom!""
door slam
-"...Mom?"
