Otatso Wetlands Sorry Isn't Enough

The days following Octavia's death were a blur. A flat out, unsure blur. He had tracked back some of the steps that Octavia had taken, finding some of the places that she might have been. Maybe he'd get some answers as to what had happened to her, but, he wasn't sure about it. Maybe there was no way to know or tell and something had just happened to her. Stark was starting to feel like things were hopeless when he heard a cry. He had heard that voice before. It was one he had formerly thought was a friend. Someone he could count on. 

Maybe it was just how he was feeling, the recent tragedies in his life but he changed direction and stalked towards Grace. It wasn't personal - or maybe it was and he couldn't recognize that right then in him. "What are you doing doing around here?" Stark asked bitterly - everything about his body and stance making it clear he wasn't in the best of states.