"I'd like that a lot," he says and finishes his tea before pulling himself up.

Raleigh hesitates a moment before reaching to gently squeeze her shoulder, warm smile in tow.

"I'll see you later 'banana'." Even if he can't say it right, now he knows it's banana. Which is what he's going to call her forever. Not in English or whatever their shared language here is. Very specifically in Alastrian.