[ Aventurine -- or is it Kakavasha now, she wonders -- has grown so much into himself in the past few weeks, in no small part thanks to the guiding lights that had surrounded him (had wanted to surround him, and he had wanted it in return), and Odile's laughter is little more than a soft huff when he calls out to her. ]

With two in tow, as it turns out, so I'm only making sure all is settled before we leave... I wanted to speak to you before going too, actually.

[ Without pretense, without transaction. It had worked fantastically with them... but it was time to let that go, perhaps. ]