Leeson stands there, his left hand gesturing forward as if reaching for something, but being unable to actually touch it. It looks like his cheeks might be tear-stained, but it's pretty dark out here now, so maybe it's an illusion. Quiet nightnoise rules the background now, as the helicopter clears the trees off in the distance and continues thumping its way into the downtown corridors.
Well, can't say tonight was a total loss. Going to be difficult to explain, maybe, but not a total loss, exactly... |
