The Sentinels die cast memories strewn aside

The disapproval did not come, much to his surprise. There was definite truth in her words that she was in fact, truly done with such things. Live and let live. Her lifestyle choice in her golden years however had very much been the one he had chosen for himself, perhaps to last a lifetime, however long that may have been. Dirge had little plans to settle in the long run, unless of course the right things came together. He still carried and held onto ambition however misguided it was, and the thought that perhaps he would still cobble together a fashionable means to scrape through the winter lingered.

"Well enough," he said, "you'll find decent company in these parts, of that I'm certain. I haven't had any particular bad experiences worth remembering at least," though perhaps if he had thought about it, there were bound to be a couple. But it was also relatively easy to let it go, as in reality with time and space, he could always get far enough not to have to deal with it too.

A question came to mind at the heel of his statement; he canted his head to ask: "Have you been on the trail long?"