"With what I know now, well..." Childermass won't deny it. A part of him feels like packing up shop and resettling on a different world. That isn't all of him, though. "My life has been very different from yours, that's true. There have been struggles but I don't hate it. I still love England. I still love the north."

He straightens up some, mustering his resolve.

"If I let my fears and a few bad things that have happened drive me away forever am I truly an English magician at all? I've already decided to go back. I won't abandon my cause, I'll just shift it to aiding magic in England and not in some vain hope of the Raven King returning." And here he'll offer a small smile, at least, as he adds, "Besides, there are southern magicians now. Do you really think I would abandon you to dealing with them alone?"