Diarmuid nods as he follows along with September. He doesn't have any trouble keeping up. After all, he is a year older now than he was when he first arrived and his legs are much longer. Besides, this feels right to him too. Something about September makes him feel very comfortable around him. Maybe it's because the man is a mix of knowledge and innocence just like he is even if it is a different kind of knowledge and innocence.

"Lots of people have mentioned something like that. I really want to do it! I also want to include wishes for people who have gone away. They are probably happy back home, but it doesn't hurt to send them good wishes anyway! I know I would want people to do that for me if I went away. Especially if it made them feel better about me being gone!"