You're here now.

Yes. I am. She is so happy, so relieved, she thought she'd lost everything she'd been promised, and here it is, here he is, her second chance--a future together, the ability to keep the oath she had wanted nothing more than to hold just as sacred as if she was an Elf, children someday when they had healed enough--a long time in the future, to be sure, but she has that time now, she has a future again--

He is rocking back and forth, whispering her name. 

And she is perfectly content to just lie on him cuddled up as closely as possible feeling love and warmth at him.

At some point his coworkers are going to be Very Concerned.

Because he's missing his thing or because he's snuggling someone who's a stranger to them?

Both those and, like, dude has been hit on by, and deflected, pretty much every person who walks through this park, they assumed he was a robot or something...

She can hardly blame them, he's lovely. And hers. Not that she says either of those things to his coworkers.

You should probably do the thing, at least if they let you bring me, she tells him. She does not have a convenient explanation for his coworkers as to the snuggling so she's not even going to bother, just smirk at them.

It is highly unprofessional but he gives the wildlife tour while clinging to his wife.

Probably less unprofessional than skipping it, which, realistically, was the other option.

There's that. And after that he asks someone to cover the rest of his shift - they're still all looking at him like he's a lunatic - "death in the family," he says, which is in a manner of speaking true, and then he half-carries her out of the ranger station.

Hm. Problem. I drove here. In a rental car, which I cannot just abandon.

Okay? I wasn't taking you anywhere in particular, only please don't leave me, we can go wherever you want....

Not gonna leave you, she assures him, stroking his cheek, just figuring out the logistics of driving while clinging. You can tell if there are any cops around, right, so we can avoid them? I don't think this is gonna be perfectly legal.

I can do that.

Although where we're going is a good question. In the long term as well as, like, where we're driving right now.

We have a castle in Canada. It's pretty.

Huh, she says. I should probably finish my education at some point but I can definitely take a gap year or two, that's probably a good idea, I'm majoring in Biology and I don't think doing any of the requisite labs is really feasible with the amount of physical contact you and I are going to require for the next however-long. On the other hand, we could just stay in town during the relevant period of time, since I have, like, friends there--friends I should introduce you to, they know--well, I didn't bother to tell them you were alive before I took off but they know I'm married to you and magic and from another universe and so on. How attached are you to Chez Canada?

I am happy to go live with your friends. I can't enroll in school, still can't read.

They make special fonts for that now! I've already yelled the administration into including them into the standard allowable accommodations, if you wanted to do it anyway.

I mean, it'd still take me a really long time to pick up the local alphabet. I tried a couple times. Dropped out.

Okay. So--you have an apartment somewhere nearby, I'm guessing?

Yes. Want to go there now?

Yes.

Can you drive sitting in my lap?