Redhawk Caldera opalescent

On and on she went, reaming him out. He deserved some of it. He listened because he had to, standing there like a bulwark against the verbal assault, as if his body could withstand it all, weather it so that Sorana wouldn't hear it. Better they have it out now, he thought bitterly. Better to expose everything before she was old enough to comprehend it herself; because what if she heard all of this and still chose Teya? Reyes couldn't lose again.

She cried as she yelled. She cried as her voice lowered, until she was empty of feeling and nothing else came out of her. He could see a sheen to the felt of her cheeks; when he dared to look, anyway.

Some finality came with her next words: It over then.

He took a breath and was about to refuse her this truth, but he couldn't. There was nothing more to say. The hour was late, they were both drained of feeling.

Reyes turned and began to walk away.