i get by now i'm not really dead

[ankhenaten]

He doesn't go home after splitting from Amunet; instead, he goes deep into the woods and coaxes the first wild thing he can find into taking her shawl and having off with it. Then he joins her in the Nexus, and sets her up, quietly. She is distraught, as she should be, but he knows he cannot stay with her. They are solitary creatures, naga, and he

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[fegkarion]

The sun goes down, and the Brucolac comes up. He's still full of restless energy - he seems content to just keep his PINpoint in his hand, lest he be delayed even a second in hearing from Doul, but has seemed to have shifted down from the breakneck recklessness of last night.

"Hello, you."

[ankhenaten]

Ankhenaten is trying not to seem too guilty or ashamed, and manages a half-smile.

"Good morning. You slept well, I hope." Neither of them are hungry, at least.

[fegkarion]

"I dreamed." Which is apparently a good thing? In any case, he goes to a window, sipping the taste of the sea out of the air with his tongue. The waves are too loud on the beach, but it is close enough.

"I hope you haven't actually spent the day walking through a fog of self-disgust."

[ankhenaten]

"Don't be silly, there's no fog here. It's summer."

Though he has smoked half a pack of cigarettes already. "What did you dream about?"