It's been a long few months. Longer than even the start of the Dream. At least then, he hadn't known how many people were gone. How much he was missing, aside from his team.

Now... things are starting to slot back into place. Starting to patch themselves together again. He's grateful for the agreement, even if it's only on the surface, and squeezes their joined hands again.

"Still not upset it wasn't a normal wedding?"

Something lighter. Something teasing, gently.