"Yeah of course," Ciara didn't want to keep him any longer if he was itching to get back, plus he did have other mouths to feed. "Wouldn't want him thinking I kidnapped you or something." A mildly lame attempt at a joke, but if he could do it, then so could she.
"Well, see you around," she said, though she wasn't so sure that was likely to happen unless she came to Utopia looking for him. Ciara's nights as Jack Frost had become fewer and fewer in the past month, which meant she'd been seeing very little of her fellow Wonderlands. Giving him a little wave, she started to leave, then thought better of it. Fishing in her back until she found a pen and an old receipt. Scribbling her number on the back she handed it to him, "Just in case, you know."
The chances of her ever receiving a call were slim, she knew. Honestly, she didn't know if he had a phone, but figured he didn't. All the same, if she wasn't going to be around much as Jack Frost, then she wanted him to have a way to get in touch with her if something happened. Like if he needed help, though she wasn't entirely sure he'd bother then either. Still, it made her feel better as he walked away, leaving her to figure out what to do with the rest of her day.
Sleep sounded good. Catch up for all she'd been missing at night lately.