"Absence makes the heart grow fonder," Qebhet agreed with a slight smile, relaxing internally as her stumble passed unremarked. "I do too, though." The desert heat was her favourite, crisp and dry, almost cleansing, but desert heat didn't linger, dissolving with the dying rays of the sun. In subtropical Louisiana, the heat had a weight to it, hanging thick in the humid air, sometimes cloyingly so, yet there was a certain comfort in those hot rainy nights. "Is your family still down South?"