GET BACK MUTHA F***A YOU DON'T KNOW ME LIKE DAT. [Rowan.]

It had been a while since Cray had actually left her home, (besides the party). Stupidly, she returned to the very same place her and Triston had landed. What was she trying to do? Make herself sad on purpose? With a sigh, she sat on a rock, near the waterfall. It was barely running now because it was haflway frozen. Cray would have thought that was cool if she wasn't so sad.

Rowan went to Tamar falls to get away from it all. From work, from all the stupid things he'd been doing lately. He couldn't believe the way he was acting. He used to look down on clio who acted like him. What had happened?

He suddenly noticed Cray sitting on a rock near the falls. Cray. She had it worse than him. A hundred times worse. Well, you know what they say. Misery loves company. He approached her.

"Hi Cray," he said quietly.

"Hi Cray,"
Cray heard a voice say.

She looked up and saw that it was Rowan. She gave him a sad sort of smile and said, "Hey Rowan."

She scooted over on her rock so he could sit, "Wont you sit with me?"

She hoped he would, she didn't want to be alone.

"Of course," Rowan replied, sitting down next to her. He had to stop being selfish and start being considerate of Cray. She was in such a terrible situation...and all he'd been doing was whining about himself for the past week,

"Cray," he said seriously. "Is there anything you want to talk about? Anything you need? You can tell me."

Cray shook her head "no" to his question. What was there to talk about? She sure as hell didn't want to talk about Triston, she would cry, and she didn't want to cry in front of her Overloridian. She hadn't cried at all in fact. There, there's something to talk about.

"Actually...yes. Why haven't I cried? At all?" she asked him.

"I don't know Cray, I've never lost anyone that way before, so I don't know what you're feeling," Rowan replied softly. He couldn't even begin to imagine what Cray felt. He paused. "Maybe...you haven't accepted it yet."

He hoped that wasn't out of line.

Cray shrugged, "I don't know. I saw him in the coffin, they caught his murderer, it's not hard to accept that it's happen, you know?"

Cray brought up one knee a little ways, and rested her elbow on it so she could rest her chin into her palm, she stared at the frozen water.

"I don't know," Rowan told her. "It's something you need to answer for yourself. Have you accepted Triston's death?"

That you'll never see him again, that he's gone forever? Rowan could have added, but was sensitive enough not to.

"Have you accepted Triston's death?"

"I'm pretty sure I have, I've seen him in the coffin, they caught his murderer..." Cray replied.

She sat and thought a moment, "Well whatever, I don't want to talk about it anymore." she said with a wave of her hand.

"Okay," Rowan said quietly, turning his attention back to the Falls. For some reason he just couldn't appreciate the beauty of the waterfall like he used to. He didn't appreciate much of anything anymore. "Is there anything you do want to talk about?"

"Is there anything you do want to talk about?"

Hm. What did Cray want to talk about? She really didn't know.

"I'm not actually sure," she told him honestly.

The two sat there in silence for a moment, then out of no where, Cray got the idea to tickle her Overloridian.

"Uhm, Rowan? Does this tickle?" she asked him, then poked his tummy. Not enough to hurt though, just enough to tickle.

Rowan made one of those squeak sounds that ticklish people make when someone pokes them in the stomach.

"...No," he lied unconvincingly.

Cray giggled at his squeak. How interesting.

Cray grinned mischievously. With a funny sounding "rawr" she attacked Rowan, tickling all over his torso.

"H-hey! HEY! Will...you...knock...it...off!?" he yelled in between laughs, flailing around as he tried unsuccessfully to push Cray away. He doubled over, laughing and gasping. "I...mean it...STOP!" It was hard to sound serious when he was laughing out of control.

Nym was rolling around on the ground, since she could feel everything Rowan could.

Cray wouldn't stop though, she was having too much fun. She needed this. Gaston needed it too. He was having great fun in watching the giant deerhound roll around on the ground.

Suddenly, Cray stopped tickling, because she had to sneeze. She aimed her face away from Rowan, and sneezed in her arm.

Rowan seized the opportunity. He pulled away from her and initiated a counter-attack, tickling her stomach. He didn't know what had come over him; he never did childish things like this. But here he was. Tickling Cray. It was kind of fun.

Cray squeeled, and giggled, and tried tickling him back, but it was too hard so instead she tried running away.

Rowan grabbed her around the waist and pulled her back, tickling her sides. "How do you like it?" he teased.

[Wow this is so OOC but I don't know what else to do. xD]

Eek! Was all Cray did, when she was caught by her Overloridian. She was laughing so hard she might pee her pants. She struggled to get free and when she finally did she sighed happily.

"Okay...okay. I'll stop if you stop," she breathed.

"Okay," Rowan agreed, letting her go. [Okay, that was something Rowan would NEVER DO EVER. Just assume he's partially drunk or something.]

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"So what now?"

"Well," Cray began, but she stopped, she couldn't think of anything to say.

She sat back upon their rock, frustrated how awkward she could be.