[ Ah. Here Cor is. Regis closes his eyes for a long moment, once he sees that the message is in text. He should not be relieved to see the format, and a part of him truly yearns for the steady, sardonic, lovely presence of his friend by his side, the look in those hard blue eyes. But...
After what Cor has seen, what he knows. Regis is also afraid of what those familiar eyes, that familiar voice, will hold for him. ]
Thank you, Cor.
If you are making arrangements so that you can get it here, please drive carefully. I miss youcan't bear the thought of something happening to you, too, right nowneed am sorry.
Text; private
After what Cor has seen, what he knows. Regis is also afraid of what those familiar eyes, that familiar voice, will hold for him. ]
Thank you, Cor.
If you are making arrangements so that you can get it here, please drive carefully. I
miss youcan't bear the thought of something happening to you, too, right nowneedam sorry.