Parking his car in front of the familiar building, Miach didn't leave the car at once. He knew what he and Idun had to talk about, and while he had always been one to look forward to the future, it didn't mean he couldn't savor the past too. He wanted it to last, as long as he could. Postponing was futile though, and the tall doctor stretched himself out of his Toyota, and slammed the door shut. Venting was always good.
The Enchanter climbed up the stair, avoiding the third march that was creaking, and rasped at the door. *Shiii-schlack !*
Idun should know that way of knocking. It was theirs.