"Hey, are we there yet?"

Rufus huffed and gave their witch an annoyed glance. Flynn's legs kicked as he laid back against the floor of the carriage. He'd asked the same question for the last three hours and it was beginning to grate her nerves. However, she could see the downward turn of his lips and the way his hands were interlocked on his stomach, his knuckles were turning white. Or at least whiter than they normally were. She sighed, remembering that she should've tried to help him get more time out in the sun if possible.

But the first step was passing through this hurdle.

The carriage came to a shuddering halt and Flynn perked up almost immediately before she could say anything. And maybe he remembered. The density of trees, the dirt paths, the smell and sounds, never what it looked like. But what it felt like and what it sounded like. He pulled his pack onto his shoulder and hopped off the carriage, giving his thanks to the driver and making his way into Eclipse Town.

Rufus was settled on his shoulder but she couldn't help peering around and then looking to his face. They'd traveled for a few hours and it was already afternoon. There weren't many lamps and the lighting was low so he could see where the shadows bent. But the grip that he had on his bag and the downward turn of his lips hadn't changed.

We're back, Flynn.

Yeah. Welcome home Rufus.

The pair continued into the town but something felt off. Flynn came to a halt and glanced around before scratching the back of his neck.

Uhm.

What?

Do you know where we're going?