Re: log: Dietre & Liam
Dietre shivered as Liam’s other hand moved over his so that he was layered in that wet, icy hold. It was not his intention to give off the impression of fear or disgust. The truth was, he had missed Liam terribly and it broke his heart for their reunion to be like this. He remembered the night they met and the warm weight of Liam’s arm around his shoulder. It was everything he could do not to cry harder at the memory.
“A-are you sure? There has to be something…” His gaze wandered over Liam’s form as he wracked his brain for ideas. Maybe Pippin knew something, she studied the occult after all. Or… “I could ask Misha… He might be able to help. Or the forums..?” He was thinking out loud, his thoughts felt scattered, all over the place.
It struck him that he should have heard of Liam’s death before now. Whenever something happened in town people talked. Nothing seemed to escape the gossip ring. So why hadn’t he heard about it? Confusion mingled with his grief. “How long-- When did this happen, Liam?”