Duck Lake and he hasn't been home in a few days

vex, consumed by his own devices, doesn't realize he's being haunted.

it's only when footfalls draw nearer and his ghost slides up next to him that he bristles, and nearly snaps his teeth at her; stopping himself when he realizes that it's haunt. i almost bit you. vex huffs in exasperation; turning his face away from her's to stare across the lake. it glistens in the half-exposed sun and he tries to ignite the shimmer of land across the way with the heat of his gaze as she mentions a rabbit, dad and that he was gone.

i know. about him being gone, that was.

he glimpses back at her; stonily. i came out here to look for him. but it's obvious he wasn't here. how far would he have to go? yeah. we should. vex hadn't expected company on his mission but he wasn't about to turn down her help.