Redhawk Caldera fading away

It was always hard to tell what others were thinking, but Eljay knew what others were feeling, at the least. Raven didn't seem malicious, and he wondered how come Nightjar was so different from Wiffle and Raven. What she said next made Eljay swallow difficultly, because it was the same as Uncle P had said in an effort to comfort him — she won't stop until she finds Lucy. Which, in turn, made him remember that Uncle P was dead, gone, and that he'd never come back. If Uncle P could die just like that, what about mommy?

More comfortingly-intended words came from her mouth, and Eljay felt guilty that he wasn't feeling any better. He looked up at Raven with a frown, and with a sniff he admitted: "I want to be a good boy and be hopeful and pretend like it's all going to be okay, I really do — but it feels like I'm never going to be happy again. Everyone just moves on with their lives when something really bad happens, but it's like I'm broken, because I just... I can't." He wanted to be happy again, he wanted to move on and be there for his siblings, but he couldn't. He couldn't even leave Redhawk Caldera, so how could he be a good child in any other way?