mute_clay

*nods* Yes. Yes, you're exactly right. And the good things that you created there, the good things that you remember, those are far more important than the house itself, aren't they? Bad things too, of course, but -- it's the feelings that matter. In there. *reaches out, not touching Clay's chest, but his finger not far from his heart*

I haven't seen many forests in my life. Mostly desert. A few forests, in China. *smiles brightly* I'll have to do some exploring, I think.