The sword clatters loudly to the ground, the second he appears. Imperial Security took one look at the mess she had left, the sword in her hand, and taken her nod to tell them that she was fine with the understanding she needed them too - not that any of them would meet her eyes, fear or guilt, she couldn't tell as she stands bloody and satisfied.

At least until he reappears - and she has much, so much to explain. Doesn't know where to even begin - how long now, had she been keeping this? Long enough that it would start to become obvious soon, long enough that their children would age, he would age, and timeless, she would stand behind them. That one day, she might just outlive them all, if moments like this did not get her first.

Thoughts she had been putting off for years. Thoughts that right now, she nearly had to face sooner than she thought, and it burns so sharply in her throat as she watches him step into the room. Something she could not bear as she reaches for him. Her arms going around his neck - to kiss him hard and once, not for the sake of passion - but to make sure he was there and still alive. She couldn't, couldn't do this again. "The children - ?"

The only thing that mattered. Everything else could follow.