His mouth hung halfway open, but he lacked a voice as he tried to process this. So Kainé - she did come from after? At her arm, his fingers went tight, then lax again. Years went by, and then they were all together again, and...

The ridiculous muddling of timelines clicked, and Emil sighed, deeply and very, very thankfully.

"I fixed it?" he asked softly, finally relaxed. Who knows how many years she had meant, but even if it was a lot more than the five he'd already been waiting... that was all right, as long as it worked. As long as the four of them were standing by each other.