Tartaglia comes home to Snezhnaya, excited to see his family and completely unaware that his lover, Aether, has started traveling his homelands and has set up base in his house. When he walks through the door with a flourish of his hands and a call to his family, imagine his surprise when, along with his siblings, an eager Aether bounces over to him with a shit-eating grin.
Once he catches up with his family, he turns to Aether with a pout only for the golden-haired boy to kiss it off his lips. Tartaglia takes him to his room where they sit and talk about their adventures since the last time they saw each other, the taller of the two undoing Aether’s braid and running his fingers through it.
The children know not to interrupt the two, allowing them a moment of solitude to be themselves without the title of Harbinger or Traveler.