Once behind the bathroom door, Raylan leaned against it for a long moment, eyes closed with a few deep breaths before he pushed up to turn the faucet on, covering any sounds he might make by his very real call of nature. Once he was done, he returned to the sink and washed his face, trying to push the clamor of questions and ideas out from his mind, a mix of hope and knowing despair and a deep desire for... The sentence couldn't be finished, not even in his head.
No, all he needed was a few minutes to get his walls back up, double mortared in place, set to age over the next two days. He could avoid answering any questions til then. Until it'd settled.
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Once behind the bathroom door, Raylan leaned against it for a long moment, eyes closed with a few deep breaths before he pushed up to turn the faucet on, covering any sounds he might make by his very real call of nature. Once he was done, he returned to the sink and washed his face, trying to push the clamor of questions and ideas out from his mind, a mix of hope and knowing despair and a deep desire for... The sentence couldn't be finished, not even in his head.
No, all he needed was a few minutes to get his walls back up, double mortared in place, set to age over the next two days. He could avoid answering any questions til then. Until it'd settled.