Ocean's Breath Plateau lonely times when i could not find a friend

his poor son. he wanted to enfold the young man, wrap him within his limbs, make sure he was safe and secure. unfortunately, that was not possible—dutch was responsible for his own group, now.

grown. and aditya couldn't remedy it.

theek hai, beta, he murmured. he let loose an exhale that was deep and rattling, nothing less than an old man's contribution to the atmosphere. i will be here. be safe, arjun.

if dutch left, he didn't know whether he'd be alive to see his son home. but that was the way of it, no? he had to go, eventually.