[It's such a sweet and heartfelt answer, but the bitter edge does not go unnoticed by Urianger.]

Thou wouldst visit these locales whilst we have the time, aye?

[He doesn't know how much time they have left, but he's been able to sense its waning- much like the moon's itself. What will they do after that? He truly doesn't know. Does anyone?]

I would love nothing more. I shall brave even the Northern chill to witness thy treasured sights.