Rialynn nodded slowly, thoughtful. There was no denying the fact that Crystallis had changed all of them in some fashion. She'd grown in ways she never could have had she stayed here all of this time. She'd learned that Johnny, a half-demon, behaved just as humanly as anyone else she knew despite his infernal heritage. She'd been exposed to different cultures, music, and art that she'd likely never forget in her days to come.

If they did return to their worlds, would it be the same? Could they truly be satisfied once they resumed their old lives, or would they yearn for those connections and friendships they'd made on the strange, small world?

Deep thoughts, while scrubbing bits of egg and jam off of plates.

As she reached for the next dish, there was a heavy thumping at the door. Rialynn froze and spun around, glancing at each person in the room. Her father's heavy brow had beetled, and he waved at the small party as if to usher them back toward Rialynn's room. Picking up the hint, she crept as quietly across the floorboards as she could, touching a finger to her lips. At least they didn't have to worry about Duster being stealthy.