A wry smile crossed Yukimura's lips. "And, he will likely say 'it is what is done,' like always. That won't do. We will think of something, my love." Though, the value of anything they thought of was never likely to match the value of Kuronue's mind and sanity.

Yukimura looked up into the sky, mostly blue with a few clouds scattered about. "How far would you like to walk?" he asked. "Or did you want to spar or visit Hogsmead?"