Yes, I suppose the rigors of travel would not be as easy on you as they would be for me.

[Still, he considers it for a moment, moving city to city every night, no need to wait for Stephen to catch up. He could fall asleep under a different set of stars every night, indulge in any number of sins during the day. He could live freely, no longer dreaming of heaven.

But... That sweet tasting dream felt a little sour when he thought of seeing it all without Stephen.]

Together, then. A slow journey across the globe.