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Earendil laughed. "I was wondering if maybe there was some reason why you couldn't fly," he chortled, "but you just didn't think of it?"

He squeezed her to him, still laughing. "Ah, Lin, you truly are epic."

Earendil chuckled again and squeezed her to his side. "Well," he grinned, "since you weren't born with your wings, I guess that's sort of understandable. Though you've had them ... has to be at least eight years now. Our first trip was six, and this one has been two already, and you had them a bit before then ..."

Still, he was aware that she didn't fly often. He was still amused, though. He didn't use his magic often, but he didn't forget about it.

Earendil let out a low whistle. "That was a long time ago," he murmured. He gazed down at her and brushed a stray hair away from her face. "Sometimes I wish I had wings like you, so that we could fly together," he said softly. "Perhaps it's foolish of me ... but I can't help it sometimes."

Earendil smiled softly and leaned down with the intention of kissing Lin - but just then Miyuki returned, and he lowered his hand instead and smiled at their daughter.

"Hello, Miyuki," he said warmly, keeping his disappointment out of his voice. "Are you all done dancing, too?"

"We did," Earendil smiled, shifting to give Miyuki a bit more space. "We just stopped when the music did. Did you find someone to dance with, too? Or were you all by yourself?"

He was sure if Miyuki's friends had been anywhere around, they would have danced with her; but he didn't know if they were around, or if they were elsewhere. For that matter, he had no idea where Amalirahc was.

"Good," Earendil smiled warmly. "I'm glad of that. But now it's getting towards lunch time, perhaps we should find somewhere to eat ..."

He looked at Lin. "What do you think, are you getting hungry yet?"

Earendil laughed aloud at that comment. Miyuki was very fond of good things that were edible. Candy, food, drinks ... she was so sweet and innocent.

"Off we go, then!" he grinned. "Now comes the question - what kind of food do we want?"

"I'm not sure," Earendil admitted. "Though I think I saw the baker, so there will be fresh bread and buns and the like ... and I'm sure there will be fish, possibly some sort of fowl ... and no place would sell a meal without something good to drink."

He stood up and turned his back to Miyuki. "Hop on," he grinned. "I'll give you a ride."