“I wish we could do this again.” “Why not? We can come back here again. Next week, or sooner. Whenever you like. We’ve got plenty of time.” Ryoka grinned at Erin, and saw the girl’s face light up in reply. She lifted Mrsha up with a grunt and walked towards the door. Beyond it lay the rest of the world. But somehow it wasn’t as daunting to face it. This moment had restored something Ryoka needed. Something Erin needed. And both of them knew it.
