Broken Antler Fen Nothing compares to when the smoke settles and you're the last [m]an standing.

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His return is a silent one. Slipping across the borders without alerting anyone, snaking across the fen while his mind buzzed with remnants of the conversation with Towhee; Reyes had won the fight to have the kids visit and was slowly coming to terms with what exactly had been lost in the process.

When he came to a shadowed copse of trees he could not withhold himself any longer. He paced within the boundary of the grove for a while, burning through his energy, and even spent some time clearing unnecessary brush and debris (in a more aggressive manner than required); letting all of his pent up frustration out on the surrounding foliage.

A couple of frenetic hours later and Reyes is out of breath, out of energy, and out of distractions to keep his mind off of everything.