Swiftcurrent Creek I'm at a party I don't wanna be at

Lucas listened politely to all that Aditya had to tell him, and at the end, was somewhat relieved himself. He had only ever lived as himself in spite of the nasty little mental voice that sometimes needled him and tried to bring him down. His relief was for Govinda, who was now wholly himself as well.

I'm glad for you, he said, that you can make amends and see your friends. Truth be told, he had amends to make as well, but Lucas believed his family needed him more than Undersea did. Whether it was his scattered, missing family or the one that had been right in front of him that needed him most was hard to say. He could only make the choices he believed were right and deal with whatever came after, he supposed.

My mom's name is Laurel, and she's with my auntie Indra and Marten. You said you know her, remember? They came here to join a little while ago. Maybe Aditya didn't remember, thought Lucas. He had no idea that his memory was something of a rare gift.