"A link between our minds?" Diarmuid watches as his butterfly settles calmly onto September's finger. Dia remains there, just opening and closing his wings for a few moments before falling still. "I guess so! My father is a god, so he can do things like that. He watches over me all the time. Back home he always knows where I am."

For a moment Diarmuid's expression saddens again, "He can't find me when I'm here. And I couldn't remember this place when I went back home. I wish I could! I want to tell Father about all the people I have met here. I want him to know I met Cu Chulainn. And I want to tell him about Lord Wing and Suzaku and Deadlock and I can tell him about you too! He loves stories, that is why I want to tell him all the stories of this place!"