Home: From the First Kiss

"How... how did you know that it was your home planet?" Gravor asked curiously, taking advantage of the older being's surprisingly talkative mood. "I mean, after being lost outside of the continuum for so long, you said it was difficult to ascertain any sense of direction of time or place."

Caravi smiled thoughtfully, his expression softening with the memories that were evidently peaceful. "It was from that first kiss of the sun," Caravi replied. "I knew it then. There, something called me to it. It's a sensation that can only be experienced, not explained. Something irrevocably drew me home, and back into the continuum. I knew it was home, and the feel of a sun that was my own served to confirm that."

"And the time?" Thristal asked. "You were so disoriented.."

"It had to have been some time before the planet died. That's all that mattered." Caravi said, his expression darkening abruptly. "Otherwise I would never have reached it. Once a planet is sent beyond the continuum, it is lost. No two things- places or people- can meet out there."

Thristal had enough sense not to continue that particular conversation.