I carried my own ashes to the mountains
He arched a brow at Alys, though it’d be another indistinct movement beneath his mask – she’d be able to pick up on the vague amusement nonetheless. “Eh, mundane compared to everything else.” Couples scurrying out of the woods had made him laugh – but otherwise, nothing that bothered, rankled, or intrigued. Difficult to gossip over, though, when one couldn't tell which was which. Evie would be disappointed.
Though she didn’t seem quite so keen to talk much more, so he dusted his hands off, finishing the food he’d snagged earlier, and pondering whether to retrieve any further goods (not that it would much matter; for they’d be picked away soon after). “Likewise. Have a good time,” he nodded, before persisting down the lanes again, making a circle around the party itself, before calculating the timeframe, and the inevitable swing of heading home.
Though she didn’t seem quite so keen to talk much more, so he dusted his hands off, finishing the food he’d snagged earlier, and pondering whether to retrieve any further goods (not that it would much matter; for they’d be picked away soon after). “Likewise. Have a good time,” he nodded, before persisting down the lanes again, making a circle around the party itself, before calculating the timeframe, and the inevitable swing of heading home.
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