Last but not least

Edmund crumbles into Harper's hold, distantly wondering when they became the same height. The kiss to his head has him nuzzling Harper's shoulder, his voice muffled. " 'missed you to." The man pulls back and Edmund startles, reaching out to grasp the Attuned's wrist to prevent him from leaving. But as Harper simply places the hand on his cheek, the young Ancient relaxes. His hand remains on the Attuned's wrist but the other hangs limply at his side. "I'm good. I'm happy to be home." How could he possibly put all that had happened into words? There were some things that he'll never be able to share, but he owes the man something. The young Ancient rubs the back of one of his horns nervously, "How have you been?" Edmund Reborn In Fire