Duck Lake we sang silent night in three parts, which was fun

He can't trust himself to be within the territory after his night with Outlander — not when he's certain the male is inside the borders too. Inexplicably, he finds Mahler in his thoughts today. It's been some time since he's seen him, and the realization makes his chest ache a little. Maybe that's why he ends up here — the lake with so many goddamn ducks.
But there aren't any ducks here right now. The lake is so much more peaceful in their absence, he doesn't even notice what is here as he comes to the edge of the water, some distance from Lily. He's distracted by the sun's reflection on the water, by memories of his time here with Mahler. They aren't nice memories — they're just something to grasp in his friend's absence. Something to think about that isn't Outlander or Delight or Zamael or Eris or — yeah, you get the point.