[ Gansey hadn't expected to see that level of emotion on his friend's face, or to hear it in his voice. He hadn't been conscious for the tears Ronan had shed after his death, and in some ways that's a good thing. It would have broken his heart. It almost does now, even though he understands that these are happier tears.

He doesn't embarrass Ronan by pointing them out; he knows that wouldn't be fair. Instead, he puts a solid and firm hand on his shoulder to squeeze. He understands. The grief doesn't have to be spoken between them. ]

Together, and that's something. I wouldn't like any of us to be here alone. This world clearly isn't finished with us yet.

[ Which means, actually, that there are further trials ahead of them here. This world is not a pleasant one. Even if there are times when it works to make them happy, there are other times when all it wants is to hurt them. Gansey has had enough of pain. But apparently, Hadriel isn't finished providing it to him. At least he has his friends to face it beside him. ]

I suppose we ought to go and see what it wants.