Redhawk Caldera The quiet life.

Things were different this time around.
It was quieter, for starters. Reyes had been spending very little time with other members of Brecheliant as he adjusted. That was probably for the better - his mood shifted like the tide on the best of days. One wrong look, one word, could set him off. Sometimes it was the place more than the people. Memories of his children had faded somewhat; he'd taken over the places that were once shared with his ex - now they brought to mind Teya, which was better.
Regardless of all that he did to fix his mindset, he couldn't annihilate it. A part of him would ache for the old days before he'd been exiled; that's what it had felt like and Reyes doubted he'd ever label it as anything else.
He had a future here with Teya. He had to look to that future now, heart first. Even if the rest of him screamed for the sea.