[ That he would call an aspect of herself home causes her expression to open, surprised at the parallel he draws. Or more accurately, astonished that she hadn't thought of something similar herself, before. ] Home...

[ He and his magic is home to her, too, because he's become home. Perhaps he doesn't mean it in this exact same way, but the epiphany is comforting. ]

...Is... [ She finds her voice again, continuing after a few tolls of the bell sound within Elysium. ] something you can use my power for, too. [ She rests her hand upon his crystal, but allows the sword to hover near him for as long as he'd like to run his fingers through its flames. ] Whenever you are lost [ She emphasizes the word. Not just lost, location-wise, but lost within his memories, his dreams, his heart. ] ...you can use it, to find your way back.

Back to here, back to the present.