@camelotsgrace
Memories are few and far between at times within the man’s mind. He’s forgotten plenty on this path of his, and there’s been plenty of pain endured at times. Other times, too much to bear. It’s not to overstate a wound experienced, but the previous choice of other had left him a little bit hurt. Maybe even more so, since his inclination had been just that. To make a decision. Yet she continued to stagger, tripping at the very end.
At the very least, he is wise enough not to dwell on the matter. Her choices are just that, decisions for her to solve on her own. Though, if she wishes to face the matter he’d await that opportunity. Perhaps, even provide some motivation. For that would be the reason it would take another week till something of contact was made. This time from him, but just a simple text. An invitation to meet him out for some air, since who knew what became of her. One that would find him at a museum, awaiting out front on the steps with a smoke between his lips.











