Craig had called in the investigation team , which mostly consists of Shades, recognised across the Syndicate for their work in matters like this.
They moved through the shop methodically, cataloguing, removing and using their abilities on the corpses.
Percy sat at the Syndicate office afterward, reporting everything alongside Craig, his voice flat through most of it.
Craig noticed how far away he seemed and moved to sit beside him.
"I'm not going to tell you not to feel sad. Or guilty." He kept his voice low .
"Carrying these emotions is what keeps us who we are. Feel the grief. Just don't let yourself falter over it. Don't try to go numb to the pain or the sadness. Feel it. Let it hurt." A pause.
"But don't let it be the end of you. Learn to endure it without letting yourself go numb. That is what keeps us human."
Percy looked at him for a moment, then gave a short nod.
"I appreciate the advice, Mr. Craig."
"You're welcome."
