For Azkadellia, that was what this was. Her home. She could make a life here so long as she had the right people. That was all she needed.

"It's adorable," she said, stroking his cheek, her eyes so bright with tears though she was staying strong. For now. That she wanted to cling to tight he couldn't breathe was another thing.

She looked down and made a face. "I didn't have time to clean up. Not if you could be here, and you are.'