Heron Lake Plateau Long in the tooth but harmless as can be

He sighed as Colt walked away.  But now what was he supposed to do?  Quixote wasn't sure if he'd messed it up or if that conversation was just gonna be doomed to start.  Should he tell Raven, give her a heads up?  Probably.   Maybe.  Eh. Who knows.  He'd have to think about it.

The only thing he was sure of was that he wasn't sure if he believed Colt -- that anything had been fixed, at least.  At least from his perspective, nothing had really been worked through.  He hoped Colt would talk to Raven, that maybe later on Colt would say he sorted things out with whoever the chick was and was happy.  That was the thing, wasn't it?  Qui spent so long questing for his own bit of happiness, his friends should be able to find their own happiness too, right?