It was the same question he had asked her in his bedroom, so long ago. Before they had learned all of each other’s truths; before they had fought all of each other’s battles. Before they had braved the storms together.
Back then, the answer had been nowhere. Back then, the answer had torn them apart.
She leaned forward, inches from his face, smile in her eyes, smile on her face. Behind him, off in the distance, she saw Siren’s Song playing in the river. Content.
She kissed him. It was light, it was simple, but it was strong. It was who she was now.
“Anywhere.”