give me something to sing about

i've seen fire & i've seen rain.
i've seen sunny days that i thought would never end

"Perfect." Were they ever to meet Caido again, the Lullaby is almost entirely positive that such a list would be forgotten or destroyed on the way there, but never mind. If he never had to come face to face with the God of Gods again it would be too soon. "I sort of imagined some great uprising as well. All the lost little ascended with a new female figure to pine after, another goddess to challenge the others.." He shrugs, entirely ambiguous about the entire thing now if only because there was no way in hell he'd let himself become involved a second time.

"I know what you mean. I remember not being able to go more than a few days without thinking of Northaven, or remembering the way things were and the people we knew. Now...their names do not come quite so quickly when called and other than a few key places...it is all a blur." Leaning his cheek against his husband's shoulder, Remi's smile is slow to form, but it's one that deeply deepens his dimples. "I think after all we have done here we deserve not to be thought of as Outlanders, but even if we always are, even if we are flung into some new world again, it will always be home if I am with you."