Damien is about to say something else, but is cut off by a knock at the door.
Cerdian waits outside of Lian's door, holding the clam shell filled with the photographs he'd taken from his book at home. He could have left it on her doorstep and vanished or not come at all, but the point was to face Lian and tell her /why/ they could no longer be friends.
So Cerdian waited, and hoped against hope that maybe he'd arrived when Lian was away.
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