Kintsugi

[Raffe]

Nox’s voice cracked as he stood. A child’s toy dangled from his grip. For a moment Raffe only blinked, dazed. The words soaked in slowly. Maybe he was still stoned. Nox looked haggard, like he hadn’t been sleeping well. Perhaps it was just the cling of early shadows, but he wondered if he saw bruises too. But at least Nox was here; far better than the self-destruction Raffe had imagined possible when running things over endlessly in his mind. Here the Kallisti girls would have been looking after him; or trying to, at least.

He watched the toy drop to the floor. Blinked again.

“I’ve been Sick,” he said with a shrug. Indifference for the fact and not the question. Clearly he was not dead. As for the rest, he wasn’t sure he had words for it yet. A frown pressed his brow but cleared just as quickly. “Why are you sleeping in the doorway?”