I looked into her eyes, searching for any hint of deception or madness. But all I saw was love - pure, unadulterated love that seemed to span eons. "So what now?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
Arael's lips curved into a mischievous smile. "Now? Now we make up for lost time."
She took my hand in hers and gently kissed me on the cheek.
"You're home, Gro," she said. "We are reunited at last."
I chuckled at her jest as we walked toward the casino exit and to our lives that we were about to live again.
If the Precursors were watching, I had a mental message for them.
You bunch of god damn showoffs.