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He hugged her tightly: at least he had her, and Tiaeth, and Vesin, and Kelilayth. He just... “I just wanted to know...” he murmured. He'd needed to hear her say something, anything, to assuage the fear that echoed through his heart in quiet moments. Or to confirm it. He just wanted some semblance of certainty, some seed of knowledge that he could build a new life on, in this strange where and when that he had found himself in.

What he got was a 'maybe they got away'. It wasn't much, and it definitely wasn't enough to ease him, but it was all he knew she had, so he took it. Whether his parents had escaped the massacre or not... He knew he would never see them again. They were a literal eternity away. He would never show them his sketches again, never tell them his hopes or dreams, never share another meal with them...

“I love you, Vosin...” he said, sniffling and trying to hold back his tears. "I love you..."

The tears came anyway, flowing onto Vosin's shoulder even as he fought them back. He managed a nod, that he'd heard her – and the dragon – but he was consumed by the duelling feelings of loss and safety. He was safe here, with his sisters, with their dragons, but there was so much outside of their little island of family. So much... and he didn't know what to do... he swallowed. “I'm glad you're here...” he mumbled into the comforting warmth of her shoulder. He was glad they were here – her and Vesin and the dragons and his brother. He hoped he never dreamt the waking nightmare that played out in his mind – that they could go away and leave him all alone, far away in time and space from home.

It would be nice, he thought, if we could stay here, together, for a while, just like this. He hugged her tighter, It would be nice if we could just stay here forever.