[ there's a beat before he answers - his gaze flicks off to the horizon. ]

...I will go home, of course. [ soft, but there's a weight to it, something a little melancholy. ] Though I do not know if it will make anything better or not, if what the angels have said about us returning to where we were, and rewinding time back so to speak, then - I cannot deny Iria the chance to try again.