28th Sun's Dawn Ja-Reet said he's leaving. Not leaving me, not exactly. Going to Black Marsh. He's never been there in his life. But, apparently, someone named Fal-Xoc there can help him. And he told me, haltingly, how he thinks he's broken. I told him I love him the way he is. That it doesn't matter. He looked at me, and asked if it had ever hurt me. I had to nod. "Then, yes," he said, "it does matter." I cried. So did he. We went to bed without saying anything more. 19th Rain's Hand Later:
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