He shifted uncomfortably at her response. Licking his cone, he glanced away, squinting into the sun before looking back at her. "Three weeks, I believe. And then I think I will return home, as it would be a crime to visit South America without seeing my mother."
He paused, shifting so that he better faced her. "I won't be returning to Bellum, Lotte." His face was mildly pained. "I have done what I need to do here, and...I am now needed elsewhere."