And then I talked, and he listened, and sat beside me as the sun slowly swung across the celestial heavens.
I told him about her, and about the way she'd been crying, about the way she'd desperately plucked at my sleeve to try to stop me from leaving. I told him about the colour of her eyes and about how she was far thinner than she should be. I told him about holding her, and about how... good it felt to hold another living being and try, just a bit, to help them.
His eyes grew very grave, but he held his peace.
I didn't tell him the most important thing, though.
I was too scared.
See... my ability to find people is specific and narrow - it's only ever related to the task I'm undertaking, and should only really work for as long as I need to find that person.
The problem, and to be h
