There's always tomorrow

All the man wanted at that precise moment was to be left alone. But the stranger appeared none the less. The gray man's mouth opened and Magnus listened idly. He would not be impolite, despite the grief that he felt, the man had enquired about his pack. They needed new students for their establishment, trying to recruit him was at least benefiting Ludicael. I belong to the pack Ludicael. A good natured pack, one that seeks to boost the skills of out members through lessons. We follow the ways of the gods. The Oracle, song, us our leader. he smiled. But his expression remained broken. He doubted he would ever be the same again. All he wanted was for his children to forgive him and his wife to be with him. Nut she would never bs with him again, not until he drew his final breath. And he doubted that his children would ever fully forgive him. He turned his attention back to the stranger, I am Magnus Bane. You? he decided to make small talk. Hr needed a distraction. The grief in his voice was evident, he hoped that the other man would ignore it.