[Sinclair would have realised that if his mind was clear. Stable. But everything feels like he's out to sea lately, tossing him through turbulent waters, drowning him. So he gets tossed aside effortlessly - did Michel always have that power? - and cracks his head against the wooden bench, dizzy and ill.
He doesn't try stopping Michel from leaving the Camping Grounds this time]
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He doesn't try stopping Michel from leaving the Camping Grounds this time]