It was hard. It's been years for him. He was starting to live a life again out here, and yet she was still moving about in his head. Was it her, or just his mind? With her here now he was starting to think it was all in his head, and clearly he hated himself.

He kept back a bit, and when she said that he was alsmot glad he could give her the space. "If that's what you want, Jean." He said on a breath, unsure if he was going to be okay with that. "I had to... see you though." He doesn't want to stay away from her.