( it is one thing to wax metaphorical about life and death and the cycle of decay that links them; it is another to be thrust in the middle of it, after the comforts of a modern society. these are the thoughts mainly preoccupying rei's mind along with a healthy side of chagrin. as usual, his opportunity to show the right amount of gratitude is long past, the situation having changed too quickly for him to keep up. this gloomy self-pity almost has him walking straight past harrowhark, not registering that what was formerly a dismissed shadow had now turned to speak with him.

and, on seeing her dress, her countenance— his expression brightens, a little. a man has to appreciate a proper aesthetic when he sees one. )

I wonder, is that "if" for me or for you?

( in surveying the setup; the bike; he thinks he, on his lonesome, might opt to leave things for someone a little bolder. but in the presence of company... )

It seemed like you were studying quite intensely. What is it you're looking for, then? We can figure out a plan of action from there.