<div style="text-align: center">《Charles and Kyle》<br/>
Location: Dryden<br/>
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</div>"I'm a grown man, Bec. You haven't seen her. Spoken to her.." Charles reminded. "Thank you for your concern on my behalf, but it's unnecessary. She didn't plan this for herself. Of that I can say with confidence." He took his hand off the doorknob and moved to let Bec slip by him, then quietly closed the door behind her. He remained outside, sitting down on the bench seat and waited to uphold his promise. Charles didn't say things he wouldn't follow through on, regardless of it it meant anything to the woman or not. Maybe she wouldn't want to speak with him, or perhaps she'd come to her senses and realize that she didn't want Charles to<i>see</i>her. Either way, he'd let her decide.<br/><br/>Kyle was gone for a short while, but returned with a brown paper bag of various supplies that had been packed for her. Some of the women of Dryden were curious about what the hell was going on and happy to throw in some things in order to get a little bit of gossip, though Kyle didn't offer much. They sent him back with some lunch as well, uncertain how long it would be before, and when he took a seat quietly on the bench beside Charles. He split his sandwich with the man, a ham and jam sandwich on fresh crusty bread, and set the second one on the rolled up brown bag of clothing and other things the women had seen fit to send.<br/><br/>"Quiet should be a good thing, right? Bec still in there with her?" Kyle asked, elbows resting on his knees as he took a bite, overlooking the orchards.<br/><br/>Charles nodded, or at least he hoped the silence was a good thing and thanked Kyle for bringing lunch. Their day had ended up derailed and he'd not thought about stopping to get a bite to eat.<br/><br/>"Sorry, man. Not trying to undermine your vibe. I just didn't want to deal with this today," Kyle apologized with a sigh.<br/><br/>"No. I know it's a lot," Charles said with a sigh.