Emberwood don't you worry, we'll all float on alright

I understand. He did-- likely better than Lennon could guess.
The boy left the conversation there, resting his head against Lennon's neck as he began to sing. Ali was comfortable here. Happy. He knew by now this was a rare luxury for him.
And though he did not say it, Alarian lived with the certainty that this, too, would end one day. Maybe one day soon.
But the memories he had would make it tolerable.