Kintsugi

[Nox]

The news shook Nox to the core. He'd known. But Sage said he'd been better when he saw him last. He looked like shit, but he was done -- over it. Where they wrong? Or had Paragon done something? Was he really sick, had his mind been playing games on the idea that he'd been Sick sick.

But Raffe didn't linger long on the answer and asked the most logical question. Nox stepped away from the door and offered the view so he could see the sleeping twins in his bed. They were sprawled out nearly on top of each other, the long shirts belted at their waist to keep the too big shirts from falling. "The girls are washing their clothes properly. They thought my cleaning with the power was wrong and some how ineffectual."

Nox pulled the ring from his pocket on the tip of a finger while he reached down and grabbed the stuffed toy and the arm. He set them inside his room and closed the door behind him as he stepped back into the hall. "Don't want to wake them. I don't think they've slept in a bed in a long while being tent city resident refugees now."

"I'm glad to see you. It's been quiet around here." Nox leaned against the wall with his hand behind his back and dropped his gaze to the floor as he admitted his feelings. "I've missed you. I know I fucked up. I know you need time and space, and I want to give you everything you need. Which is kinda the point of what I have to say, but..." Nox sighed. "Maybe you should get some sleep. I'm gonna take the girls shopping for some clothes, feed them at some sit down place and then take them to the refugee church where you took Sage, make sure no one is looking for them. I'll be back for my shift. When you feel better maybe we can talk."