[ yeah! yeah. he's actually moving some things around in the room - pillows and blankets. setting up a comfortable place to sleep. his emotions are calm overlayed over... worry and trepidation, something resigned, something sad. ]

...mn. [ the noise is quiet, agreeing. ] I had hoped I was wrong, but... I had a suspicion.

[ terrible!!! the vibes are bad. at some point he comes across a little bag of bone shards, and his emotions do a terrible, sad twist, and he throws them away. ]

I'm sorry, Laurence. I know it does not do much beyond words, but... even still.