[Poggio]

Time had elapsed into a vague idea by the time the plane landed. In the hours it took for him to get back to his apartment he had drained himself off most of his emotions except one. Deep down in the depths of his soul his familiar demons clawed at his heart, betrayal, trust in others but most of all it was the aching loneliness. Loneliness and unrequited love that shook the hunter into tears. It was amplified by the lack of warmth from his only friend in the world.