It was a perfectly fine Saturday afternoon albeit with a nip in the air. Even so, Cleon had dragged Kelly out on a walk for him. He was feeling too cooped up with societal mourning and all that. It still felt surreal to think that his sister had simply vanished. No body to bury or anything to make this death feel like it was real.

"Have you begun looking at lodging yet? Since you will have to move out of Excaliburs in a few days?" Cleon asked of his friend. Members were tossed out the day after they turned thirty and that was coming up for Kelly, as far as he remembered. Focusing on his friends problems was better than dealing with his own.