I would never insist, but I would hate to miss the chance.

My cabin door is open.

[And when Florian gets there, he can probably guess why Xie Lian hadn't used video. He always brightens when he sees Florian, but it's slightly more literal at the moment. His divine glow is still firmly restrained to a level where it's not so bright as to hurt anyone, but it's there.]

Farewell, Sebastian. I will remember you well.

Thank you. May your path be unbound.

I'm glad too. Now it's fully home again.

[He doesn't believe in lying - or in hiding that he is happy. The Barge is a crucible and a meeting place, not a home. He will miss his friends, but he likes to think of them finding - or building - their own homes once their time here is done.

He shakes his head slightly, not in denial but with a certain type of regret.] The differences between worlds means that I can't say that there aren't gods whose paths are inescapable. But I think that, more often, every day they make a choice.

It's a gift to believe that they can change. It can be easy to believe you don't have that choice when there isn't anyone who believes.

Thank you, Trevor. I’m going to my husband.

[Nothing will ever be able to part them again.]