"Rather." He should go. Focus on his hunt and his war and leave her in his past. Opening old wounds would not to anyone any good. Least of all the both of them.

"I have your things. I do not know where to send them." Then again, it may be she didn't want him to know where she was anymore. He could understand that one. "If you tell me I will give them back to you."

"Then I will go. I do not wish this to be more uncomfortable then it needs to be." He'd always enjoyed the clean cuts or deaths more. Lingering deaths were not something he enjoyed, and this reminded him of that.