" Thank you,’ she said. And then, after another moment, holding as tightly as she could to the thing suspended there, ‘Goodbye.’
With her words the moment passed, the world moved on again: time, the flowing river, the moons. And the delicate thing that had been in the air between them - whatever it might have been named - fell, as it seemed to Jehane, softly to rest in the grass by the water.
‘Goodbye,’ he said. ‘Be always blessed, on all the paths of your life. My dear.’ And then he said her name. "

― Guy Gavriel Kay , The Lions of Al-Rassan