It's a relief to hear it from him — to find Crozier overall unharmed by the recent events that have stricken this community. Though it has been... a few months since June and what happened then, it might as well have happened yesterday, for Edward. He can't stop reliving it.
He follows suit, peering into the open door for a few seconds before stepping carefully inside. The cabin is comfortable — in a way that Little's own never was, when he was living on his own. This seems lived in, not like a space in which a man might simply behave like a visitor, but... like a home.
"I am safe," he assures him with a quick nod. "John Irving is with me. We stay together now, to watch over one another."
When he draws near to the fireplace he hesitates, as though waiting to be given permission to sit, and then he slowly sinks down to do so, cap held in his lap. His fingers tighten against it.
"I suppose that June truly was... the nightmare that you and I knew it would become." The hunger, the tensions rising, the... outcome. So much bloodshed. A repeat of everything, in a sense.
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He follows suit, peering into the open door for a few seconds before stepping carefully inside. The cabin is comfortable — in a way that Little's own never was, when he was living on his own. This seems lived in, not like a space in which a man might simply behave like a visitor, but... like a home.
"I am safe," he assures him with a quick nod. "John Irving is with me. We stay together now, to watch over one another."
When he draws near to the fireplace he hesitates, as though waiting to be given permission to sit, and then he slowly sinks down to do so, cap held in his lap. His fingers tighten against it.
"I suppose that June truly was... the nightmare that you and I knew it would become." The hunger, the tensions rising, the... outcome. So much bloodshed. A repeat of everything, in a sense.