Then the second wake up call came when we were discussing what I would be doing with my future, and I told him that I would do whatever he wanted me t... do… He answered that I should be doing what I wanted…not what he wanted! That we were good friends...and that he was very happy to share a special bond with me…but that shouldn’t be an obstacle for me to study and have my own career. I knew then and there that he didn’t envisage any future with me. It was very logical and mindful of him…but. My left hand went to her head, patting and cradling her in a sort of hug... ... he had not noticed me approaching, but now I nudged him, and he looked up with tired-looking eyes and spoke to me, stroking my head. His sadness was so like my own, and we both needed comfort. So I paddled closer, to place my body next to his. He wrapped his two skinnier limbs around me, and held me close. I could feel his heartbeat now. We rested like that, drawing comfort from each other, two creatures as. Some people had gone home, but many had elected to crash at the mansion. Among those many were Fionna's band mates, all of whom had been very happy to play music with her again. They were even impressed by Cindy's ability, although the girl seemed very shy about how well she played. Truth be told, when Fionna had introduced her earlier in the day, most of them had figured it was some kind of fan thing -- Fionna had always been good to her fans."So, what tunes does the girl know?" asked Bridget,. And frankly you need to be doing and trying to rebuild your life; you need to be busy maybe crazy busy,” he said.I decided to change the subject. “Has Jenna been around at all? I haven’t seen her since the funerals nor James either,” I said. He looked away.“Ronald?” I said.“She’s been by. But she wants to give you space until you’re ready to see her. She thinks you’re upset with her and doesn’t want to add to your stress,” he said.Sounded like bullshit to me, but what other explanation could.