Finn missed her hand like burning but didn't bring any attention to it. Especially not when he was given this gift. The image of her lavishing her affections on a creature she shouldn't know was near to breaking his heart... in a good way. Though it had been so long, he was immortal and thought his memories were still fresh. Yet, this- The small details, the sight of her smile, the sound of her laugh-

He felt a heat behind his eyes but blinked hard as soon as it had appeared. By the time he composed himself, her spell had been broken.

"We were a family," he agreed quietly. And they were, of sorts. They were together and one and separate. He wasn't sure how else to explain it to her with just a mortal's understanding. "It doesn't make much sense now but it will. You'll understand. Just, please, give us a little time."