"Twice so far," Teja says, opening the forge door and walking inside, expecting her to follow.

He throws open the shutters, and feeds and pokes the dormant fire.

"I am trying to not do it again -- truly because of that, as I would not wish to lose precious memories. I cannot tell if there is anything I do not remember, if it was secret, never spoken about, and I have forgotten?"

He would not wish to forget Loki in the cells, ever. Or the moment of the apocalypse, with Kate, in the stables, when all the horses were alive again. Memories he would not speak of, but that are very precious.