"Our wills are linked, but they are not truly one," said Iona with a sly smile. "So, I cannot read your mind, no matter how much I so desire. I await in anticipation of what you shall bestow upon me."
"First of all, I have to give you a proper farewell. I do not know how long I will be away, though I sincerely doubt it will be too long."
"We are never apart, Great One," said Iona. "Though your physical form may wander, here-," She touched a hand to her heart. "We are always connected. A farewell is quite redundant in that regards."
"Yes, but proper farewells never hurt. I would have given you one before you were my Root, so I do not see why that should change now," said Li.
"The sapling priest is right, too," said Iona. "Your absence is temporary. No need for dramatic goodbyes, especially when we ponder the vast breadth of time we shall occupy as spirit and divinity."
