Weps sits quietly, watching the ocean through the flames of the fire. He remembers Clay's face the last time they'd met, how helpless he'd felt, like he'd let Clay down. He wants to ask how he is, if he's okay, if they're still ok, if... but he doesn't trust his voice at the moment.
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Date: 2004-03-23 12:57 am (UTC)Despite Clays' presence, Weps feels quite alone.