The Sunspire looks like we're in for nasty weather

Despite everything, Cassiopeia had returned to Sunspire. When Rannoch had caught wind of her return, he had dropped everything to seek her out immediately.

"Cassiopeia," Rannoch called once Cassiopeia's silhouette was in sight.  "You're back..."  his voice was a mixture of many emotions—relief, concern, gratefulness. 

Rannoch seated himself at Cassiopeia's side and bumped his shoulder to hers. "I'm...." he couldn't find a way to adequately verbalize his feelings. "Sorry... and appreciative."