with piotr, upon his return

[prydeful]

There's a lot to talk about.

One thing in particular. Dancing and a kiss and waking and wondering.

But there's a lot to talk about, and Piotr's face is serious enough she hasn't kissed him yet, just silently tilted her head towards the door and moved with him back to Serenity and her bunk, silent and in the mood for business before anything else.

Because that's what has to be done now.

(She's still holding his hand.)

The door closes behind them, and Kate sits on the bunk.

"So what's happened?"

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[steelartisan]

He has more questions, even though he knows the answers to some of them -- knows what Dream has done, even though he doesn't know how or why. There are rules for the Endless, whatever they are, and he thought they couldn't do anything like this.

But his mouth is occupied just now.

And whatever the whys and hows -- whatever else they have to discuss, and whatever this means for the rest of their species -- they've just been given back a future Wanda took from them.

With a low, wanting sound in his throat, he slips a hand into Kate's hair and kisses her just as deeply and hungrily as she's kissing him.

[prydeful]

She's confused inside.

Because they were going to try, and then they couldn't, and then she had a month alone to accept that, to be okay with that, to start to think maybe that was best--

And now they can try again. Maybe. They can.

Now she's not sure at all what is best, but she doesn't have to decide that now, they don't have to.

Now she can just groan into Piotr's mouth and phase hands through his shirt, let her palms brush the skin of his back, and think on how much she missed him.

And how much they have. Might have.

[steelartisan]

Can have, now.

There's a lot this affects. Some of it he hasn't even begun to think about yet.

But that will wait.

Just now this room holds himself, and Kate, and a hope and possibility they thought was lost.