Alexa stuck her heart to Klaus' heart when he lifted her up and brought her against his chest. She gripped the leather of his jacket with urge and longing, barely believing that he was actually in front of her.
Klaus was in bad shape. Dirty, stinky, unshaven. His eyes looked heavy and feverish from lack of sleep. Still, it was like coming home. There was her North Star, on his face, just as it had to be.
"How… how did this happen? How did you get here?" she remembered to breathe and asked as soon as he put her down.
"Romeo..." said Iacintho, approaching and rubbing the top of his younger sister's head. In his other hand, he held the bird. "I made him look for you!"
"AND I TOLD YOU TO BE CAREFUL! But do you understand what that means?! Not really." Scolding Alexa, Narses tugged slightly on his sister's ear. Alexa squawked exaggeratedly. She turned huge eyes on her husband, asking for help.
