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HE was aware of it, but that didn't mean he had to like it. He realized in a way though he cared deeply for Meadow in an effort to keep her happy and not spooked, he was not as genuinely himself as he could be. He wasn't harsh and short. There wasn't a joke easy for her, like for Towhee or Maxim. Becasue he never was sure how she would take it, but that was just growing pains. They would need time to get to know each other.


He blinked and then a sigh left his lips, bone weary and tired. He liked this place. He blinked. What about Veterans Rest.

He tilted his head and looked all around, blue eyes tearing into the large trees, and the like. Yea he could move to here. He was certain. He liked it. And no one would be able to find him. He could have his episodes, work through his thoughts. A small span of a breath and he said nothing, just looked.