Bond stepped closer, a hand resting warmly on Harry's back as the other came around to pull Q into an embrace as well.

Willy watched the reunion, pleased to see everything seemed to have worked out. He desired no ill will, nor did he desire a good-bye, so with a wave at the trio, he turned to walk away.

Leaving behind him a touch of magic. Enough for good will, happiness, and whatever love may already exist. That, he knew, was enough for men to diregard a fae entirely.

"Good to have you back," Bond told Q, not a moment of thought given to the departing prince.