Emberwood couch day

He reeled backwards at her response.  Trespassing?  No, fell from his mouth dumbly.  At Elysium, their borders had been open to all, and he didn't think he had been close enough to consider himself trespassing.  Close, but not quite.  He'd have to be more careful in the future.

Oh, good, he said, relief visibly washing over him both at how she lightened and that he had found the right place.  If you want to.  But if you know where she is, I s'pose you could just take me there, too.  There's really no need to be formal about it.