Where he belongs - it is such a soft, simple thing to do and say and it is enough to melt whatever edges of Emet-Selch there were that yet remain. It makes his heart feel heavy and light at the same time, which is an oft twisted thing; it does not make sense that he should feel so.

Leaning into the embrace is easy, simple, and it feels like coming home, like removing all the layers and barriers that once kept him so separate from the rest of the world.

He manages a sharp little laugh, allowing himself to fully relax.

"I have never known it, of course. What would you like to put yourself towards now, hm?"