"I certainly shall."

The impulse is there, to catch hold of his wrist and take a closer look at the scar, to find out what hurt him. She suppresses it, with difficulty.

"I've wished all this last year I could have brought you home with me," she says, "but I'm glad you've been somewhere good, at least. And, oh -- I told you that Percy got married, didn't I? To Vex'ahlia? They've had a daughter."