"You resigned?" The weight of how she'd come to be nestled back up in his arms settled over him. It mustn’t have been an easy decision, in her letters she'd always referred to her students as 'her kids'. The moniker didn’t come without its own weight in their relationship. They'd always agreed that they didn’t have any realistic timeline for children, they were immortals and when you had eternity there was never a reason to rush into anything.
A small breath forced from his lungs "Are you alright with that?" One day he wanted to lessen that weight, but the ability to do so meant being more constant, less mobile than he'd ever been. His body pulsed squeezing her tighter than he'd done before they separated. He was holding onto the feeling, worried that if he let go that the moment would dissolve. "I needed that too," he answered in agreement. "I needed to remember that this l was real. That our home was still ours."