Lost Creek Hollow in these times of wanting prophecy

okeanos blinks, his eyes widening in surprise at the news. rannoch has always seemed to him an impossibly stable figure -- a firm presence in the background of his life. and he knows dad and rannoch are close, so... what happened? he sucks in a breath, his expression smoothing down into concern. "i'm sorry, dad," he says, and frowns. "thank you for letting us know, um -- if you do move, we'll find you again, i'm sure." (how big can the teekons be, after all, he thinks, having absolutely no frame of reference).

with that, he nudges ibis and dips his head to his dad once last time. it's sad news for sure, but he can't let that stop them from what they want to do... and hopefully, eventually, everything will work out the way it's supposed to.