"You would have to go to your own world for a bit?" Asar-Suti asks, nodding.

"But for that other part - do you know who I really want you to be? Just you. Your gentle, sensible soul, your practical disposition, your brutal faun logic, your love, the way you take care of everybody and tame wild creatures with a sentence. The expression in your eyes when you look at me. You could be human or faun or centaur, Cheysuli, Ihlini or Greenskin, angel, demon or fae - I don't care as long as you are yourself. But if you want to go to your world to learn, of course..."

He stops running out of breath, and bends to kiss Gil again.