Raphael nodded against his chest. He understood, he did, but he just hadn't been ready to return. The place that had been a safe place for him was filled with so many shadows. So many memories that formed his greatest fears.
And the Journal.
That he could do something about. He would burn that infernal thing.
"Could we get something to eat?" he asked. "A quick meal perhaps?"
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And the Journal.
That he could do something about. He would burn that infernal thing.
"Could we get something to eat?" he asked. "A quick meal perhaps?"