He floated throughout towns and countries. He passed throughout history and lives and left no evidence of ever having been there.

His smileless lips spoke to no one and his dulling eye observed everything around him.

He was a traveller.

He once had a home, a small room that was still kept for him back at headquarters.

A room without any colour or personality

A room that once had once clashed with his personality and been something he was not

Now it suited him perfectly and he never intended to return.

A far cry from the man he had once been, something had changed.

Maybe it was the lack of photos gracing the shelves of his tiny room, or maybe it was the rings that now adorned underneath his eye.

Something was gone.

The cocky way he would stomp through life, confident swagger and head held high

The permanent smile and the way he saw everything as one big amusement ride

Now replaced with slow movements eyes trained on details

The once long messy bright hair was replaced with a short dull and lifeless mop with a black headband around it.

All the things that made him lavi was abandoned and left behind in the dust

All of the people who made him lavi were abandoned and left behind in the ground.

whenever he ran across Kanda in his travels they didn't speak

No recognition showed

And no smiles were passed

Just one glance that told each of them everything.

That life is behind me

It's over now

You mean nothing to me.

A part of him was glad that Kanda was the only one left

Kanda expected no excuses and he accepted all lies.

It was war

We were useless

We could not fight without innocence

We were not exorcists anymore

It wasn't our fight

He never visited them

I don't know where they are

Excuses Excuses

He knew he'd never visit them

The moment he said those words to Allen

The minute he turned his back on Krory

The look in Lenalee's eyes when she realized what he had done

Her desperate retaliation

It doesn't matter now

That was all in the past

Left behind with the name he had shed and the life he had forgotten

The abandoned "lavi" (like something dirty and wrong) was replaced by a Bookman (one of many, not the first not the last)

A Bookman was replaced by a tired old man with no photographs and black rings around his one tearless eye.