"What the bloody---"
He didn't have any words on finding him sitting beside the banyan tree, behind those thick roots which hung like hanging men, his voice still as he sang softly a song of the bird who was lost and tired, while those fingers embraced the beauty of those prop roots engulfing him into darkness and silence. Yoju exhaled in relief and before he could go and enquire, an arm stopped him. It was Xenan.
"He needs some time for himself and his heart."
The realization hit him hard and he nodded softly. He walked back after having grabbed Xenan's hand making him flinch a little. But having trudged hand in hand had been noticed by quite some few, including Unanimous who wasn't impressed. They were planning something worse for Yoju and his infatuation.
