"I think a home might need to come first," he said with a soft chuckle, ducking his head forward. A few bangs fell in front of his face and he looked at Essek between them. "You have called me home but I think I would like to find a proper building for us. I admit, I don't know where. I haven't thought too hard. I've been busy thinking of seeing you again."

It was hard to focus on work or anything else because he wanted to see Essek again so badly. How strange that someone he had only known for a short time had become so important to him. Caleb wanted that future to include Essek however the drow liked, however he wanted.

The nickname, firefly, made him blush a little. It was so sweet and tender. "I don't mind. I don't mind at all. You are... my starlight. If that is alright with you."

Because well, it felt fitting. The paleness of Essek's hair, the brightness of his eyes, and the gentle twilight of his skin. He was starlight for meditating at night and existing more under the stars than the sun. He was starlight in contrast to Caleb's own burning bright sun.