“Love is for humans,” Ash tells him. “The Forest does what it
must. Now it must decide what to do with you.”
Wesley bows his head. “I will accept whatever the Forest decides,”
he says quietly.
“One last question: why have you come back?”
“My work with Rebecca and Lillith is over, they passed away last
week. I only remained in the Warp for them. The Forest is where I
belong.”
“Is there anything else you'd know before a decision is taken?”
Wesley shakes his bowed head gently and slowly.
“Very well,” Ash begins, “The Forest thanks you for seventy
years of exceptional service. By going with that woman, you yourself
provided the balance that was needed. It was an unconventional
approach, the Forest acknowledges that, but these things should not
always end with bloodshed. The Forest welcomes the return of an
agent, and salutes your actions, actions that leave the Warp a better
place. You are granted leave to be with your species, for a period
no less than fifty winters.”
