( I knew you'd come back. )

One last time, hey?

I'm a fool. A right fool for doing this.

Sure, you are. But you'll do it anyway, just like everything else in your life. 's the truth, innit?

Can't hide from the truth, no matter how fast you run, how far you go, how well you hide. It always finds you.

( What good was it to think on something, but never try to obtain it? Nothing. Not a damned thing. )

I. Hate. The nexus.

There is a note left in the cottage, written in elegant chicken-scratches (aka, Gabriel's handwriting).

Savannah,

Going home for a few days. There are some things that I need to take care of. Will be back by the end of the week. I trust you'll stay safe.

I love you

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