"Years," Eden says, narrowly keeping a hint of wistfulness from her voice. It was home to her for so long, but she's been restless nearly as long. How to reconcile those two things, she still doesn't know, and now there's a third location to factor in. It's all such a lot to take, and she'd settled into a much slower lifestyle these last few years. "I didn't think I'd be leaving again. It started to feel permanent." Claire is safely home now, though, judging by her absence here, and the others, she hopes, can take care of themselves. They don't need her to be okay. "I can't say I'm sorry to have been wrong."
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