[Serph nods, moving aside so there's space for Tiir to join him by the garden bed with freshly turned soil, ready for the planting of new seeds. He always enjoys time spent with comrades. But Vatheon gives him too much time to think, especially lately. And he's been thinking too much of his decisions, their outcomes, his place in the world.
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He waits for a moment, before speaking.]
What did you leave behind, when you returned?