Luna closed her eyes as Rolf's lips pressed against her forehead, she always felt content when he did so. He laid one arm over his chest, holding him tightly. "I would like to build a house." she answered his question, looking up at him again. "A place for new memories, a home that is entirely for us and our family." Her grandfather had built the house that they had previously lived in, Luna always believed that there was some sort of magic about building your own home. She wasn't thrilled about living in another house that had previously been owned by someone else that you didn't know.
"Maybe if we built a house, we'd be tempted to stay around a little longer." she added, reaching up and kissing Rolf's cheek softly. "I love traveling, and I know you do too, but..." she sighed. "...I feel like we miss out on so much when we're away, especially when it comes to the boys." She felt guilty for not being in Lorcan and Lysander's lives as much as a mother should, spending the last few weeks with them had proven that she didn't know much about her son's daily life at all.