You. [He says so matter-of-factly and after a pause, a breath, Linhardt looks up from his spot on Ferdinand’s shoulder.] The Millennium Festival, too, of course. [Because of course he’s curious to see how everyone’s changed - grown. However, his most compelling reason for returning, besides Ferdinand, vanished five years ago.] But I don’t think I could be bothered to go if I didn’t know you would be there as well.

[He lowers his head.] And here you are. Almost like it’s ... fate.

[Linhardt does not believe in fate.]