We're both a lot less bloody now than we were that night, too.
[Carefully, being mindful of the fact that he's being used as a support railing of sorts, he gets them moving down toward the waterline where the waves washing up on shore have soaked the beach and turned it damp and solid.]
The lack of guys with torches and pitchforks does make for a better view, that's for sure. No yelling, no angry grumbling. Just the water...
[He pauses, idling just long enough to turn and look out over the ocean; as he does, some of the tension unconsciously drops from his shoulders, almost like he's relieved and soothed by the sight.]
...A lot has changed in five months, huh. For all this and for us.
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[Carefully, being mindful of the fact that he's being used as a support railing of sorts, he gets them moving down toward the waterline where the waves washing up on shore have soaked the beach and turned it damp and solid.]
The lack of guys with torches and pitchforks does make for a better view, that's for sure. No yelling, no angry grumbling. Just the water...
[He pauses, idling just long enough to turn and look out over the ocean; as he does, some of the tension unconsciously drops from his shoulders, almost like he's relieved and soothed by the sight.]
...A lot has changed in five months, huh. For all this and for us.