Morningside Cuesta your ex-lover is dead

Aw, man. Now he looked sad. Little wonder, as Zamael had reacted like a complete and utter dumbass douchebag. He tried to look contrite, waiting for the boy to answer. Finally, he got a. . .nod? An uncertain one, at that. Zamael let out a nervous chuckle; he felt much the same way about his current living situation.

"I used to, but now I'm traveling," he answered the other's silent but obvious question. "Don't really know where I'm headed except away." Well, away from both the Sanctuary and his old home as well. Wouldn't do to head there, either. They'd just give him the third degree about Alarian and Lana-Eris. And he had no patience for that now.

"You traveling, too?" he asked.