That earns pause. That gets Locus looking at him with curiosity. Everything else set aside, the thing that concerns York the most is whether or not he's alone?

He can understand, of course. He's spent a great deal of time alone. He knows what it's like as the years creep by with nothing but your own company, and how very surreal it all feels. The prospect of company...

Well. Maybe it appeals to them both.

"Not if you don't want to be." That hand cups against his throat. "You can come with me, if you wish."