Lelouch hadn't wanted to move at all after Nunnally left, but with more patients and visitors alike on their way into the room, his nurse had insisted upon it. She'd also barred him from retiring to his room for the night, saying that the last thing he needed in his current state was to be left alone. The most she let him do was drop off the string of cranes Nunnally had given him, and while the temporary almost-solitude did give him some more time to recover, it wasn't enough.

There was only one place in the institute Lelouch wanted to visit after that, and with one last lingering look at Nunnally's gift, he started walking to the arts and crafts room, not caring whether or not his nurse kept up. It wouldn't be the same as being alone, but if there were at least fewer people there-- he couldn't face anyone right now, especially not anyone he knew.

His already bowed head dipped even lower when he spotted Euphy in the sun room out of the corner of his eye, but hopefully before she could notice him, he made it to his destination and searched out a perfectly square sheet of pink construction paper. A purple sheet soon joined it, and without even acknowledging the other people in the room, Lelouch found a chair in the far corner of the room and began to fold.

[For Suzaku.]