' Why did you come here ? ' :|c
the question seeps inside him , rattles in his chest like mucus in his lungs . it’s a question he’s asked himself since he came here , and one to which he’s not sure even he knows the answer . at least , not beyond the fact that he has nowhere else to go . how long has it been since he left tellius ? how long has it been since ——
—— since he was left alone ?
a rhetorical question . soren can trace back to that moment by the days , by the hour , the SECOND . the pain has long since subsided , but he feels the absence like a missing limb .
❛❛ i could ask you the same thing , ❜❜ he says instead .
