Duskfire Glacier all we wanted, was a place to feel like home

Burning lungs sucked in a shakey breath through clenched teeth, still managing to draw in his wifes scent. Delightful but sparse, she did not completely smell as she used to, yet Rye didn't let that deter him from relishing what he had lost. "I know it's not wife but you experienced loss that I wasn't there for and that is what I'm sorry for." He pulled back to meet her seeking gaze, staring longingly. Aquamarine eyes encapsulated him, he had no idea just how greatly he missed those eyes. Taking for granted the little things was a failure of the past, Rye would make sure of it. 

"No Imaq, I should've gone with you both but I think this conversation will have to wait, we have company rolling in." As Rye finished his sentence Lane rushed in and joined the hug, earning a small 'ough' from Rye upon impact. He laughed, hugging the duo as best he could. He was whole again. The brief moment stretched on for ages in his mind and the man savored every second of it. "Glad you could join us Lane." He chuckled. 

Lane mentioned her child Veteran and Rye saw the immediate connection between the childhood playmates but recalled the lack of interest from Sikuliak in his own father. It dampened the fathers mood. Momentarily, Rye gazed apologetically at his son, thinking, 'I'm sorry Liak, I promise to not make the same mistakes again.'.