Nathanael's POV:
Spare time has become a rarity for me, more so than a luxury. I believe the very few hours I've been able to steal for myself lately were to sleep. Even then, I don't get to escape the reality of things when the land of the dreaming is plagued by sights designed to wear my sanity down. As much as I want to be with Rosemary, I am aware it's the bond linking me to her that's causing this to be more troubling than it needs to. This attachment, this obsession can't be healthy for me. Not to mention, the timing of this… Pickle couldn't be worse.
