That's why it took me so long. I felt so guilty, thinking of the mess I'm leaving behind for her. I wondered if I was running away. If it's selfish of me. And I was afraid to ask her because I knew she'd tell me to go even if it caused her hardship.

[ And all of that is probably still true. But Psyche touches the letter folded in her pocket with a smile. ]

She told me that if all I could picture from returning was the work to be done, and an ending... if this was where I could imagine a future that I wanted for myself, and a person I want to become, then the choice should be obvious.