And lean she did. Neria tucked herself in close to Kell, soaking in the warmth of his grip and the solidity of his frame. Her head rested on his shoulder. Slowly, she pushed out a sigh, and seemed almost smaller for a moment.

With care, she tilted her head up, and briefly kissed his cheek.

"I'm glad - immensely glad, beyond words - to see you, Kell." To have this time to say things and to tell him she had forgiven him, that she loved him, and she never once hated him.

Beside him now, she felt at peace for the first time in months. "Your city is very beautiful, too," she whispered.