Stone Circle Who shall separate us from the love of Christ?

He laughed - he had to laugh. It was Ezekiel, back from the dead. Day remembered sitting between the standing stones, talking to Valette as she worked through her grief. Briefly, he wondered how she was taking it, thinking about Chaska and other deserters as he did. But no matter his reasoning for disappearing, Grayday decided right then and there that he was simply happy to see the other male alive.

"So do you," he replied, though this was not strictly true. He thought Ezekiel could stand to gain a few pounds, but that could be fixed with due time and a few good meals. "I've been great, actually. Never better. How about you?"

It was surreal, to stand there and talk to him like a scene from the past. Day felt a sad smile crease his face as he remembered the wolf that Ezekiel surely did. Maybe they were both ghosts.