Warmth swells in his chest. Claudius will wait for him. Claudius has always waited for him, regardless of who he is or what memories he has. Long before he even began to know himself, Claudius has known him, and waited.

He puts his arms around Claudius and gathers him, tucking his chin against Claudius' shoulder. He's home. They're both here, safe, together, and this darkness will end eventually and give way to a new Easter that suits this new place.