"My home." The phrase was strange. She'd never really felt at home save for the Dreamlands. She belonged there. Yet, Niks could feel a connection to the place, even before the fairy said it.
The librarian moved a little, just enough to make the way they lay on the bed a little more comfortable Her arms wrapped around Simon, a hand slipping up to play through his hair. Fingers combed in a soft steady rhythm, meant for her as much as him. There might have been a tiny flutter in her heart beat as he settled; it was just another sign of their increased intimacy. Though, how much more intimate could they get was a question; he had reached into her very essence after all.
"It all depends on how long we can stay. I thought you couldn't get back." A light brush of palm over the edge of his ear. A soft 'sorry' - she wasn't trying to start anything. The librarian liked just being for the moment. Her mind working through the answers and questions. She was getting better at not asking them, or more at pacing herself. "The aliens can do that? They can take you home? The power that must mean, the access.
"Do you think that...do you think some of them are fae?" She didn't sit up as the question came to her, nor as it escaped her lips. Her body did go still, and her heartbeat started counting time a little faster.