Anael's smile reached his eyes as Fin pulled back, and he gently stroked his cheek. "Goodbye, Fin," he echoed lovingly, and turned to go. He ought to see if Coby was home, and if not, head back. If he was, he could draw out his stay here for an hour or two. After seeing his friend so cold and lifeless, losing himself in Coby's warmth seemed even more appealing.