Koby doesn't leave much, anymore -- he relies on visits, on other Summoned passing through as he answers Echoes, provides his guidance from afar to keep him abreast on the happenings of Abraxas. But there are sometimes some petitioners who tug at his heartstrings hard enough that Koby makes an exception.

Like now, at the wedding, a broader-shouldered, less anxious version of himself, his stardust dimmed down as much as he can manage, though his body still radiates the heat of a star. Koby smiles a little as he comes up beside Jesper, watching the couple embrace and, specifically, watching the grandmother of one weep with joy. "She called on me every single morning to "guide these two idiots to each other". I'm glad it worked out."

A pause, then he nudges his shoulder gently against Jesper's. "Hi. It's been a little while, I know."