Of course. I do understand. Work is important; I am not blaggard enough to stand here and try to convince you otherwise.

[And the little wave of disappointment is, at least, blunted by the maybe-promise of crossing paths again.

...Ah, right. His little ball of energy. She made him forget all about it. He twists a wrist and summons it again, burning hot and bright.]

Visit anytime you like. You have my blessing. I do not care what the others say.