Mm, every part of me would remember even if my mind did not. [Ril is content to stay like this, letting out a breath carefully. Everything in her, somehow, would remember. It is a powerful thing, emotion, and they have so very much of it.]

I remember, in the end when I faded away from Asgard, knitting a blanket in the sun. Gold yarn rolling down the steps. I think I dreamt of the faces I most loved, of you, of our adventures. [She buries herself against him, her voice muffled.] I thought it would be light, Doctor, but it was dark and swirling...and then I was here again.

[She reaches to touch his face, quiet.]

Home.