Wheeling Gull Isle Damselfish

"what if she's dead?" it was the first time that lestan had ever let himself consider that possibility; it stood out in his staring, glassy eyes, his thin, heaving chest, and the tear that clambered down one cheek.
slowly his gaze slid to the younger man, realizing they'd been together for days and he didn't recall the other's name. "what if she's alive and d-doesn't want to s-see me? that would be w-worse, wouldn't it? w-waltzing in and a-annoucing i'm h-her father."
lestan slumped despondently in the sand.