"I don't need it," she says, "and the mahfah who had it before is gone to the clearing at the end of his path. If you want it, it's yours."

There's no way to be certain that she won't need it any further; this world is still dying, and there's no promise Eddie will be here or the doors will open. No promise but the one she made to herself.

She does believe in happy endings. She does.

She has to crawl out on the wing to let Patrick clamber out.