“I’ll come back,” Tobias said after a moment, “and do people things.” He took the mistletoe and tucked it through his belt. “Good,” said Bramble. “He’ll need you.” “You won’t, though.” “No,” she said patiently, “because I’m not a people. But I will still love you.” “You as well, my dear,” Tobias said, after a moment when his throat felt too thick to speak. “You as well.”
