And that's exactly what I'm trying to discover. How much influence did the Lunae have once? They had so much territory at one point, I can't help but wonder.

[ Getting back out of bed, she carefully takes the cup and pads to the table, wrapping it as he speaks. A frown gently tugs her lips down, hating that three days is all they have together, and should Nocwich ever close again, that's it for being together in the real flesh. It's almost enough to want to abandon her studies for the day. The idea tumbles around in her mind, and then he mentions Thorne. ]

If I could keep you with me in Solvunn...[ She lets out a breath, then looks at Jon from across the room, eyes holding a weight of fear to them. ] I'm not ashamed to admit I'm afraid for you. And others in Thorne.

[ Making her way back to the bed, she sits beside him again, this time tucking in close and kissing his chest softly. ] Because of that, and because you're right, our time is almost up, I...don't think I'll go to Luna tomorrow. I have plenty to start and keep me busy until I can return.

[ The more she thinks about it, the less she can stomach bending over books all day over simply being with Jon. She's learned her lessons about not taking time for granted, and she's learned them the hard way. ]

Stay here with me tomorrow. Until we can't.