And he smiles, that sweet boyish smile that says all is well and all is forgiven, and a pained look as her heart twists just a little. "If I hug you I'll stay, and I have to go... " She reaches out to him, but just touches his arm and then is off. Out the door, a quick glance - dawn streets deserted, and she is making her way at a pace no mortal can match... nor even a sidhe, let along a sleeping one.