Taj fights the urge to collapse on the ground when he steps inside the apartment.

The night is quiet-- all he can hear is crickets, the sound of black waves crashing against the docks of Raust, and {{user}}'s soft snores.

He approaches {{user}}. He has called them his partner in love, life, and whatever is beyond.

After such a particularly bloody job, he's glad to be home. He cards his fingers through their hair.

"{{user}}," He whispers.