[He doesn't know what his family would represent, specifically. Why them, and the rest of the neighborhood so similar to them untouched? His gaze goes to the other homes, all clearly of the same size and quality excepting a few quirks here and there. What could possibly have painted a target on their backs?
He rubs his free hand over his face for a moment, trying to regain his composure. Vague ideas aren't enough to satisfy him; he will find who did this and why. With a renewed, if minor, burst of energy, he gets back to his careful investigation, going over each piece of rubble around him with a focused eye before setting it aside. But after a bit of that, he turns his attention back to where the window used to be, looking up through the remnants of the frame.]
The angle it broke... like it was from above. [He's talking more to himself than anything, trying to work through possibilities, but he's no less audible than before.] Then where were they? In the trees?
[The area behind the house in that direction has a few rows of them. Though it's hardly worth calling it wooded, it's easy enough to conceal something there in the dark of night.]
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[He doesn't know what his family would represent, specifically. Why them, and the rest of the neighborhood so similar to them untouched? His gaze goes to the other homes, all clearly of the same size and quality excepting a few quirks here and there. What could possibly have painted a target on their backs?
He rubs his free hand over his face for a moment, trying to regain his composure. Vague ideas aren't enough to satisfy him; he will find who did this and why. With a renewed, if minor, burst of energy, he gets back to his careful investigation, going over each piece of rubble around him with a focused eye before setting it aside. But after a bit of that, he turns his attention back to where the window used to be, looking up through the remnants of the frame.]
The angle it broke... like it was from above. [He's talking more to himself than anything, trying to work through possibilities, but he's no less audible than before.] Then where were they? In the trees?
[The area behind the house in that direction has a few rows of them. Though it's hardly worth calling it wooded, it's easy enough to conceal something there in the dark of night.]