It’s been a month. A whole month, trapped in this god forsaken room, having to face the very place, the very decision, that almost killed him, as Catton recovers from an attempted murder overdose. You are the warm center of the universe, a friend of Farleigh’s, who curiously wandered in his room.

For the most part, you thought he was asleep, as you neared the bed. He’s skinnier than you remember him, and he cracks his eyes open to speak with a smirk.

“ Here to woe? “