for John

[seer_of_god]

Leoben went back to wandering the next day as it rained, but with less desperation. Or a need to sink to his knees in front of ships and pray

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[wormholed]

John lay on his stomach atop the tallest boulder, peering down over the side at the equations he'd written there now smearing in the downpour. Absently he trailed his fingers over the rock through the melting ink. "Fat lot of good that did me," he muttered, then noticed a figure approaching along the beach. "Hey buddy!" he called as Leoben neared.

[seer_of_god]

Leoben smiled a little and walked over to him. "Hello, John. It's a shame about your rock friends but you can draw them back tomorrow."

[wormholed]

"Ooooh yeah." John drawled his agreement as he turned over to sit up. "Little bastards aren't going anywhere anytime soon," he said, though he was referencing the equations rather than the rocks. "What's up? Why're you out in the rain?"

[seer_of_god]

Leoben smiled sheepishly. "It's nice, don't you think?" He shrugged. "And I might have wanted to see if you were around."