He cut the engine, silence falling over the water. The anchor promptly broke it as it was dropped over the side. Lovino returned to the cabin, eyes drawn to the innocuous white envelope he had taped to the window. He ran through the usual checks, frowning a little in the moonlight; even though he was certain nobody would be out here, he didn't want to risk drawing attention by turning on a light.

Satisfied that he would be leaving the boat in good condition, he walked out under the stars. They had never been clearer.

This peace, this stillness, this clarity… It was as good a send-off as any.

He kicked off his shoes, bending to put them neatly out of the way, and then slipped into the water. He had decided that this would be the easiest way; swim until he gave out, and then let the sea take him. No fuss, no mess for his family to clean up.

Lovino kicked off the side and started swimming.