Eren had been going back and forth for four days.
Every morning he woke up in Evon, waited for the Dungeon Heart Fragment to recharge to half and opened a portal to Earth. Shopping runs, bank visits, fixing the upstairs toilet that Rosa said was making a sound like a dying animal.
And one very long afternoon where he had to physically stop three elderly elves from unscrewing the back panel of the microwave because they wanted to study the fire inside it.
Emily was handling the Earth side way better than he expected. She claimed the master bedroom on day one and turned the couch into a language lab. Every morning she sat cross-legged with her fruit bowl watching Turkish daytime dramas at full volume. Her Elvish-accented Turkish was getting funnier by the day but she was genuinely picking up words. Yesterday she said "tamam" with such confidence that Rosa actually applauded her.
