Mildmay thought about how he was here. How he'd felt... Kethe, pretty much since he and Felix got kicked outta the Mélusine. And yeah, Felix'd been the one exiled, but even without the obligation, wasn't nowhere else Mildmay was gonna go but with him. All the time Corbie'd known him and a bit more. How it had felt knowing he was, mayb for the first time, really okay.

He thought about how he'd been before that. When he hadn't been okay at all. All that time wandering around in a fog not even remembering what all had happened. About putting together the Rabbit and the Snake, and trying to show Septimus how much trouble he was in for if things didn't change.

"Long as I don't go tramping around in the snow or jumping into icy rivers... yeah, I'mma be okay."