[ They eat and it's quiet for a while. Things settle. Ephemera drinks and he eats and he lets things breathe. Lets himself come down from the adrenaline rush of earlier and settle back into himself. There will be echos later - he knows, there always are - but right now things have quieted and that's -
That's good. That's enough, for right now.
He stands, stretching a little. Running a hand through his hair. ]
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That's good. That's enough, for right now.
He stands, stretching a little. Running a hand through his hair. ]
Better. Tired, but better.