My Little Xerxes

*Sniff sniff* Ahh, ah... I heard you and M-Michael talking. Are you going to... To... *Sob*

P-please! If you can't bring Xerxes back, could yoy... *Sniff* Could you bring me something to remember him by?

*Sniff* O-okay. I don't need details. Just... Just... *Sob*

R...Really? Really? *Sniff* *Sob* WaaaaaaAAAAAAHHH!!

*Sniff* How...how did it go? *Sob* Where's...

Xerxes's...Necklace?

But... But that means... *Sniff* *Sob*

W-WAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!

(Michaela is a blubbering wreck, and will be for some time. There is a box that looks kinda like a present next to her. Better grab it and run.)

*Sniff* I really, really, really... *Sniff* Hope you have good news...