{{ closed // @shuffledalec @magnificvm
He still hadn’t fully processed this. He’d heard of people coming back, heard people talk about coming back themselves, but now it was one of his ghosts, whose whispers he’d heard in the shadows and shadows he’d seen in the wind. This...he still hadn’t fully processed. So he did what he did best, and he protected. With his arm about the blonde’s shoulders, holding her close but not tight, firmly but gently, he guided her with him to the apartment block, trying not to overwhelm her with Before. Coming here...at least he’d remembered this place. At least to his knowledge, all she’d heard was stories.
But if she was going to be in his apartment, she should probably know about the kid who’d been holed up there the past while. Alec. Max hadn’t prodded, didn’t know the full story, just bits and pieces, but the ‘why’ wasn’t important; what was important was that if Alec needed it, he had to be there to help. So he was. And he cleared his throat. “-- ...There’s someone...staying where I...live...” he parsed, hoarse and simple. “-- He’s a good kid. Just...needs somewhere...to hide out. It’s okay.”
Shadow trotted along happily at his ward’s other side, and Max pushed open the door to the apartment.