Overture Downs You should go and love yourself*

He wants to draw her to him again, to take her again, and possess her for the length of the evening and another day. But even as she is still breathless, she is preparing to leave. He wants to tell her, no, beg her to wait, but the words are caught on his tongue as she presses her snout beneath his own, and he holds her for that brief moment before she tells him good bye. She whisks herself away before he can bring himself out of his own quiet stupor. "Bye, Saena" he murmurs after her, and he is left staring at her backside as she becomes smaller in the distance.

He is warm, cold, confused, content, discontent, and so many things at once. Overcome, he draws a deep breath and shakes his head. He too, turns then, and makes his way home.