Moonspear some nights i feel like i have died

Freyja fell silent. That bothered him but he thought he understood that. He was not in tune with his emotions (though he was evidently very emotional) and even he knew the atmosphere here had grown thick with tension. He would run soon and it would be over. He stood defensively. Sure that Charon would not respond well to his statements— that he would be chased off or worse. His brother's next words were still angry. But they were not a personal attack. It was easier to deal with somehow.

Kaylan relaxed slightly and paused in his retreat. "Do I?" His voice was soft this time. Uncertain. "This Kaylan?" He knew that he was changed. He knew that he wanted to be near family. That he wanted to heal. But what would he be when that happened? Certainly not the same Kaylan that Charon knew.