Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151125220742/@comment-25828117-20151128155021

Alain had yet again done nothing to help in the fight. He felt guilty about that alright, but no one seemed to point his wrongs out and so long as nobody verbally confessed their discomfort with that arangement he wouldn't change. He wanted to, but he just couldn't.

This fear clung to him like a disease.

The breton rubbed his forehead, contemplating how in oblivion he had survived up to this point and if he could keep this up for much longer. He hardly knew these people. And seeing how emotionally drained they were, the whole idea of staying with them didn't seem all that appealing.

But he remained silent. Like he had done for the past few days.