Retreating Daylight

[Daerune]

He would look after her and gave a nod a few words dying on his lips as she left the room. He left soon after as well. He used the small walk to try clear his head but this did little to help. In the bathroom he found Tara's brothers equipment, he would grab one of the disposable razors and started to shear off his hair. He was left with close cropped he started on his beard.

He had cleaned the small amount of mess he had made and disposed of the hair. He made his way back out and down the passage of the ship, his hand traced his hand over the walls as he made his way into the ‘living room’ area. Which he would spread his arms in a gesture to ask how he looked. “The notion of family is somewhat more alien to others then what you might imagine – things get worse before they get better, at least that’s how the saying goes.” He moved to sit down on a coach. “I am rather pessimistic, optimism normally kicks in when I am trying to gain self-assurance which in regarding that, might I ask what why you are a spectre?.”

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