Estinien, after some time spent in silence, dresesses himself quietly and slips back out of the tent. He is not one to stay even in the best of times and this all feels too awkward in the wake of their...their acts. Unusual though they had been, they were enjoyable. He has a lot to think about it.

But he'd rather be alone to do it, as the darkness will hide where the delicate tears of his orgasm had left marks down the corners of his face.