[ Thankfully the enchantment on his staff remained, even though he no longer needs it to see, so he can use it to navigate safe paths in the forest. Just to find a little place that feels right and set down the bundle of flowers.

It wasn't hard to gather up enough of a certain mans associated flowers into a small bouquet. People have been planting flowers like mad. ]

I once asked you if you never knew the feeling of love. I said I pity you.

[ He stares nowhere in particular, his voice soft. He's radiant in his robes, the mark on his forehead, his eyes with the Light in them. ]

I know how wrong I was now. I knew nothing. I'm sorry. I will not forgive you for all you've done to us, but I do not pity you. I ache for you instead. How could I not?

[ He's felt Shadow Milk, their souls have mingled, and he knows the Beast. His memories fill with the Dark Suns own. And as he holds that knowledge, he sees the similarities.

Does Suri too long for companionship, deep down inside, a faint drop that calls? ]

I don't know what made you fall but I know you loved. Fiercer than perhaps anyone ever has. You may say I still know nothing, and that may be true. I will accept that. But I'd like to know, someday.

[ Then he turns and walks back towards the Grove. ]