Blacktail Deer Plateau With the evening sun

i know.

a noncommittal noise of agreement is given. they would figure it out. a shift of his weight, a deep inhale of breath. lingering would not change what needed to happen, would not resurrect basilica. it was dead and gone and ingram is content to let it rest.

i should check on toula. make sure she and her attendant are ready to go. it was a way of saying goodbye without actually uttering the words he cannot bring himself to say.