Morningside Cuesta didn't ask too many questions, didn't have too much to say

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He, in fact, was not lost at all. But— he had lost something.
Alarian hadn't slept at all the night before, kept up by intermittent... fits, perhaps. Of the same kind that had almost consumed him when he had spoken to Lily, but worse— more intense. By morning he was in a daze, exhausted but somehow crawling with restless energy. He needed to find Lily.
So here he was. It was so bright, and he was certain he'd lost track of her scent. Yeah, actually, he didn't smell her anywhere around here. Pausing, he realized he hadn't for awhile. He turned to survey the area around him. Huh. He blinked once, twice; this didn't look anything like it had just... just a... fuck, that was longer than a moment ago.
There was a noise— no, a voice. Alarian was startled anyway, glancing irritably towards the source. It took him a couple beats to process what had been said, and what exactly he was looking at; a guy. No, no— not just that, a gorgeous guy. Fortunately or unfortunately, Alarian was not his stammering self today. He drew nearer, but only just enough that he wouldn't have to yell.
No, I'm not, He took his time checking the guy out, honestly— he was way too tired to care, and was sure he'd hear it if the stranger disapproved that much. Besides, he was also too tired to try to flirt (emphasis on try). I'm— looking for something. Something, not someone; why was he like this?