Emberflame Ridge there's no turning back now

When he had told his stories to other travellers it hadn't seemed to matter, but as he watched her face transform with every new thing he described, he wanted to keep going.  He couldn't explain it; he had never been the impressive one out of the two of them (and still wasn't, for wherever she was Eleuthera had all the same experience as he).  But here felt good and natural, and although it was different kind he felt unequivocal love for Ibis as he did for Eleuthera.

It was, he offered in agreement, eyes misting as she told him she was glad he came home.  I'm glad to be back.  Even if he wanted his mommas, even if he wanted his sister, he still wasn't alone.  This was the work of fate, surely, for what were the odds?  

What've you been doing?  You must have been up to something, it's been so long.