Am I Already Dead

Balthier had met back with Chimera once he made it back to the shores of Fenmyre. And by now he knew he was leaving the pack to head for The Hallows. In a way he was... happy to get out of here. It was why he left to begin with. The raft was important to him but he left on the trip thinking he'd never find it. He took his leave, or his break from Fenmyre because of Azzurra. Nothing had cleared the air around him in that time.

He moved the raft closer to the bungalow that he and his sister had claimed when they moved here. It was a little hard at first, there was a physical tension as he made his way onto the porch and eventually inside the house. There wasn't much inside for him to take with him... he didn't want to take any of the furs that Chimera had given them. He could tell that Azzurra hadn't been staying here for a while either. With a gentle sigh, he moved back out through the doorway where he stood and looked out at the beach where he saw his sister nearby the raft. He didn't move from his place on the porch for the time being, just looked out at her from over the railings. He was sober now moreso because he had run out of wine on the trip back. But he wasn't feeling any different than the last time he saw her.

"Azzurra & Balthier"