[He'll wrap himself in the Lorien-cloak, made of that fabric that is neither too warm nor not warm enough, and lean back against Julien.
It's the guilt that bothers him most, the sense that by being here and not searching for Eliot and Gillian and Thorir he is betraying them, somehow. It nags at him, and though his mind is made up, it adds a layer of misery to an already terrible situation.]
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Where else would I go?
[He'll wrap himself in the Lorien-cloak, made of that fabric that is neither too warm nor not warm enough, and lean back against Julien.
It's the guilt that bothers him most, the sense that by being here and not searching for Eliot and Gillian and Thorir he is betraying them, somehow. It nags at him, and though his mind is made up, it adds a layer of misery to an already terrible situation.]