Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191209000634/@comment-24510587-20191210212251

From where he sat, Emile glanced at the four, all merry and loving. He found that he had little to be merry about himself. Far away from his home, presumed dead, haunted by tragedies, and with no one close to him.

Julien peered at him, and Emile smiled faintly.

Well, no one close to him except Julien, he supposed.