That's it! That's the end of the story. He talked to Aegon, decided he was tired of me, and left.

[ Even with tears building in his eyes, these new ones in the face of company stubbornly refusing to fall past his eyelids, Tim is seething. There's venom in it that wasn't there when it was Hawk. Even the times he's left, he's had a reason. Marriage, dealing with werewolves, something that he can grab onto to make sense of it, even if he hates it or he disagrees.

Tim kicks his shoes off in a fuss and starts fishing around for glasses. ]

I asked him for an explanation, he owes me at least that much, don't you think? But no, nothing. He lied to me, and he used me, and he threw me out when he was done. I could strangle him.