[How're you feeling about that?]

[Honestly, I have no idea.]

[That sounds uncomfortable. I wish I could teach you to do what I do. I'm not sure how well it'd work.]

[To do what?]

[To figure myself out. I do more than editing my Slayer instincts, I would also never find myself unsure how I felt about something as long as I had a few minutes and a notebook.]

[I think I'm suspending emotional processing until he's here for good.]

Juliet nuzzles his shoulder. [Soon.]

He closes his eyes and hugs her.

Shell Bell lands, skidding in the sand. "Home?" she asks.