When he speaks, Inej realizes that she's almost forgotten his voice. What a miserable realization to have about a dear friend. But she looks away from the people she was scrutinizing and when she sees him, the sight is a familiar and welcome one.

She looks at him a quiet moment, then rises from her seat, leaving her glass behind. It's an instinctive thing to grab him and hug him tight. The last she'd seen of him was the transformation into wearing Kuwei's face, but this is Wylan: ruddy curls and bright eyes and everything.

She grabs him in a hug that's been years in waiting.

"A little while," she says. "I've been here a little while. Oh, Wylan. I've missed you."