The Tangle welcome to the panic room

@Rosalyn <3 other tag for ref

His reunion with @Midar had gone unexpectedly well, and he finds himself oddly unsettled by his need to adjust to the constant companionship. It feels like it should come naturally, but it doesn't; he's gotten used to being alone. So naturally, he takes time for himself here and there, typically finding some nonchalant excuse; a hunt, exploration, searching for an herb that might be found nearby. He forgets them by the time Midar is out of sight.
Today his feet take him somewhere familiar, a winding hellhole he vaguely remembers from his days as a leader. He recalls a woman in heat here, perhaps others; time has blurred all encounters into one. His memories here are not entirely pleasant, but the blur brings with it a certain detachment. He simply can't bring himself to care as much as he did before — and the apathy feels more like freedom than anything else ever has. He likes that. So he continues to wander, losing himself in the spiky labyrinth that smells vaguely of the sea, wondering what the future might hold for himself and his husband.