As sweet as the sentiment was, it rung with falsity for Daniel. Her absence from his side all too frequent and all too long. The demons that haunted him during this times too recent to brush aside. But Daniel remained silent, instead bringing her hand to his lips to kiss. Her skin was cold against his lips. "And I yours." He promised, for who else in the world would ever take Freya's presence.

"Your garden has missed you." Daniel abruptly changed the topic, his gaze looking out at the gray space around them, he let go of her hand to gesture at it. The garden like his soul shriveled to almost nothing with out her there to tend to it.