[ Good afternoon Luceti. In the silence of this post you can hear the crinkling of a single sheet of paper. It is a lone letter, one from a man who is no longer in this world. You might also hear the whistling of water from a tea pot and the familiar sounds of someone preparing tea. A few moments later you will hear some banging coming from the same specific journal post today. It sounds as if someone has fallen backwards in their chair. A loud bang with an 'oomph!' will be issued from voice alone. Don't mind the sound of a chair being righted and such, just Helios being a derp, the normal you know? ]

To-Today's the fifteenth?! Since when? Oh dear, I think my memory is going with old age. [ Helios will give a laugh but if you're good at spotting it, there's a very prominent sadness in it. ] Is it always hard knowing when people leave this place, even if--you know it's for the better? Does that make one...selfish I wonder; to want to keep people here I mean? No, no of course it is. What a silly question, forget I asked it.

[ He'll sigh and pause for a few moments before continuing. He's trying to sound a bit more cheerful, but getting news of Giles leaving really just...ruined this whole day. And the letter he got and what it said just made things so much more difficult. But he really needs to get his mind off of things and so a simple question will be asked. ] What would your perfect birthday party consist of? If you could have it any way you wanted of course.