I find it all really strange. Frustrating in some ways as well--but I clutch to Kazari all the same again. We hug a lot, don't we? The action feels nice; his body is solid against mine, some sort of support in this sea we've been dropped into, unceremoniously. Our bodies are weird, now, parts that work together, I still find it really, really strange.

At least last time I had a few hundred years to wake up. Only three or four now? Human time goes so fast.

"I don't hate it like this, though. I really don't." I smile into his shirt, and hold him tightly. The ache I felt at the beginning--it's beginning to loosen. I feel glad to be back, to be alive like I never was before.