Abaddon and Sif ended up seated within a large tree overlooking the lake.
From their position, the two of them could clearly see the lakeside party that was still going strong even without their attendance.
"...I was beaten up today." Sif finally said after a long silence. "Don't even know why."
Abaddon couldn't help but look away due to the guilt.
"I don't know why, but it's like everyone's been acting weird around me today. As if there's something they know that I do not."
Sif's golden hair blew gently in the wind as she turned her head towards Abaddon. "Want to tell me what that might be?"
Abaddon didn't think beating around the bush would help, since his ex-wife could be unusually sharp about things like that, so he decided to tell a partial truth.
"...Today, I was asking myself whether I wanted to continue this sort of relationship we have, or whether I wanted to continue this relationship of ours, or whether I wanted to find some way to end it by removing your crest."
