[ Not content with just looking at the orb of light, Gansey reaches out to touch it. It's warm against his fingertips and then gone, like a star that didn't quite catch. ]

That's marvellous.

[ And then he extends that half and makes it a fist, for Henry to bump. His other arm stays firmly around Blue. He's unlikely to let her go any time soon; he feels better just being in her presence, with the scent of her hair washing over him.

Christ, he loves her smile. ]

I can't believe you're here. The others don't remember anything, they've not seen it yet. I didn't know how to tell them.

[ He still doesn't. How exactly would that conversation go? 'We found Glendower and he was dead, and then we agreed that I would die to save a magical forest, which ended up dying to save me instead, and by the way a demon tried to kill us all.' He hadn't known where to start. ]