Arm secure around Joshua, Dion leads them down the stairs and out of the ballroom into the chilly night air. The lanterns are still beautiful, and his eyes briefly map their shadows before leading Joshua out onto the festooned streets.

Once more, he turns his head into the side of Joshua's to speak low against his ear. "I could fly us home if you like, or if you've a mind to enjoy the festive decorations, we can continue to walk."