Greatwater Lake The broken and the lonely ones

Short short post!

It was the silence that allowed his mind to wander, though he did not permit his thoughts to slip from his own grip, as though he had chained them down so that he could remain focused on whatever it was he needed to be. The night soldier was guarded as always, but not visibly tense. He felt no words in particular needed to be shared, so his tongue remained still and no move was made to strike up conversation between the trio.