[The mood dropped quickly and he feels a tug in his chest but remains silent, just listening for the time being. The question comes at a surprise- Darkleer, should know his answer, but Summoner doesn't find the words rolling off his tongue quickly. There's a pause, ears taking in the sound of seagulls and the subtle rush of the tide, his hands move, placing neatly on his lap and rubbing fingers softly into the loose cloth of his pants.]

Ah, well uh- my life's not really mine to have anymore- [He starts, trailing off, a sad smile just barely curving his lips.]

I - couldn't stay if it meant not being there, but knowing... everything kinda starts back up as it did when I go home? I dunno... [His brows furrow, moving a hand to rub a shrugging up shoulder, wings shifting a bit behind him.]

If I chose here- and never went back, even after I died- I uh, I dunno, if I'd die here of old age and still revive again... or revive again back home like I was before I was herded this way- I, don't think I could do that... [His eyes close, shaking his head slowly.] I could never abandon everyone- everything. But if I dunno- if I could choose to stay longer, heh, and ya know, still pop back in where I had been before back on that rock? [Smiles, small, eyes opening just barely to stare down at his own feet.] I wouldn't mind just sticking around her a bit longer.