[ By the time Gray arrives, Eustace is at least a little more put together, seated cross-legged in front of an unassuming spot in the dirt as he wipes away the last of the blood off a dagger with a torn piece of cloth. It'll be need a more thorough cleaning soon if he doesn't want it to rust....or he could just throw it away and never have to deal with the proof of his actions ever again.
He looks up when Gray arrives, setting the dagger off to the side. ]
Gray. [ Once again, no 'hi' or 'how are you'. ] Sorry for making you come all this way.
[ It's not like he couldn't have explained over Communion, but the thought of being alone right now makes him feel even more miserable. ]
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He looks up when Gray arrives, setting the dagger off to the side. ]
Gray. [ Once again, no 'hi' or 'how are you'. ] Sorry for making you come all this way.
[ It's not like he couldn't have explained over Communion, but the thought of being alone right now makes him feel even more miserable. ]