"Well...even if you do return to the morning after your dream later, that just means you get to celebrate more than once, yes?" Silver linings, right?

He shakes his head.

"It's the most natural thing in the world to miss her."

You're going to spend more of your life missing your child than being with them, he thinks suddenly. It cuts him somewhere inside.

A steadying breath when the question comes. He knew it was coming, of course, and he steadies his gaze on his tea.

"My son. Baelfire...Neal, now that -- after he grew up."