It was a fairy deal, and there was no telling where Coby would end up. Same place, hopefully - probably - but maybe not the same time. Would they even remember everything that had happened here? Would they all go back where they'd been taken from?

Did it matter? Jag did love Coby, and he wanted to offer him a way out of here. Him, and Curnen. Emma would handle Sunny.

Slowly, he took the cut off stem with the two flowers, then transferred it to his other hand, with his own flower. "Thank you," he said quietly. They were still standing so close, and her eyes... He lost himself in them so easily, even now. Heart hammering, he cupped her cheek, slowly, and leaned in, giving her ample time to move away. "Thank you," he repeated, the words so full of love he might as well have said I love you again, before kissing her.