"Yeah. With sun... Everything might change." In good ways, he can only imagine. Warmer, more stable seasons without the strange torrential floods and overwhelming snowfall.

"I don't know how long I'll be around to watch it change. If Will knows someplace he can get work done more quickly, or more efficiently, when it comes to figuring out what the other World Eaters out there in the sky are capable of and how to let people know about them, then we might go there. But I hope I get to come back every now and then, if we do leave. I'd like to see this place months and years from now."

In some ways that sounds even better than staying. Incremental change is slow and hard to perceive, but stopping in once a year? That would be incredible, he imagines.

"What about you?"