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The past was in the past? Sure, he could accept that as a truth of the world. It wasn't like any of them were able to get a grip on time and turn back the hands of the clock anyway, not that Pasha had come to entirely believe in that yet. He still wanted to believe that somehow Swift would see again, even though it lurked in the back of his mind that his brother didn't exactly have eyes to be seeing with.

His gaze followed hers for a moment as she looked around and as a question came forth she sprang away from him. Instinctively he followed, though his brow furrowed with a moment of confusion. "I wasn't following you," he said, though aware he was now. "Where are you going?" Was she done talking and that was that? He didn't like the connection he made but plowed through the narrow stream all the same. Pasha didn't mind getting a little wet.