(The festivities go on with no sign of slowing. It seems that most would be content to dance and sing until the sun rises. When the youngest children are herded off by their mothers and fathers, it just means the others can really let loose. Tiana and Malik seem to have disappeared for the night and Claude notes a few other faces that have slipped away but he doesn't worry about it for now.

Not one to stay up too late himself, he offers his arm to Flayn once more at the end of one dance and begins to lead her away, back towards the palace. She's tired and he has a long day ahead of him. They both need to rest,)

Yeah. At least, for as long as I can remember. (He has, after all, been away for only a little less than a decade.) ... It's been a while.

(Once they're away from the crowds, away from others that can watch them, he'll let Flayn slip off him so they can walk side by side freely. He doesn't have to keep her as close now; they can relax,)

The last time I celebrated was... just before I left, actually.

(Seven years ago? Or is it eight now? Hm.)