He turns and presses his lips to the side of her head, just letting it linger there for a moment. So much had happened while he was back home, some great things, some horrible things, his whole life had been turned completely on it's head and honestly, that wasn't something he'd been prepared to deal with. Being trapped back in Anchor wasn't great, especially now that he knows he isn't just dead and actually has a future, but with Poison, he's comfortable. With Poison, he's home.

And that's probably the sappiest phrase that's ever run through his head, but it's true.

"It's been almost six years for me. Well, technically it's only been about eight months because I was dead for most of that time. It's um. It's complicated."