06-09-2020, 10:06 PM
The meal passed in a pleasant blur. Raffe was chatty, and the company was relaxed -- and the food was good. He thanked Christian and Ana both when it was time to leave, a little reluctant to rouse from the comfort, and not especially eager to confront what he knew would be coming. For that reason he was quiet while the nurse arrived to doctor Nox’s injury, trying to use the time to internalise the idea that he was a channeler. Not the belief. He trusted that; had no reason not to. Just the thought of what it meant for the future.
He followed down to the basement, phasing a little out of Nox and Christian’s conversation, though he heard enough to smile at the open invitation. Now he knew of the existence of this place and the people in it, he was unlikely to let Nox stay distant.
He followed down to the basement, phasing a little out of Nox and Christian’s conversation, though he heard enough to smile at the open invitation. Now he knew of the existence of this place and the people in it, he was unlikely to let Nox stay distant.