[ It turns out, neither of them are quite as alone as they thought they were, because Benedict is also out walking the beach this night. He's not sure why. He's not the sort to stray away from the safety of what he knows (even if he's only known this place for a day or two), but perhaps it's the way everything's overwhelming. He hasn't given himself much opportunity to let it all sink in, and now the stretch of the beach seems like a welcome reprieve.
The salty air is refreshing as he breathes it in, hoping to clear his mind. That's when he hears her.
At first, he's worried he's stumbled upon a private conversation. Not very polite or becoming, to seem as though he's eavesdropping, but he realizes there's only one voice. All the more reason to go, really. Does he want to find himself alone with someone not feeling quite themselves? Not really, but he also can't leave a woman in distress, either, so he exhales through his nose and towards the voice. ]
iii. lost carcosa
The salty air is refreshing as he breathes it in, hoping to clear his mind. That's when he hears her.
At first, he's worried he's stumbled upon a private conversation. Not very polite or becoming, to seem as though he's eavesdropping, but he realizes there's only one voice. All the more reason to go, really. Does he want to find himself alone with someone not feeling quite themselves? Not really, but he also can't leave a woman in distress, either, so he exhales through his nose and towards the voice. ]
Are you all right?