[he mourns the loss of her so close, but he supposes they couldn't stay that way forever. he smiles at her when she stands up, holding on to her hand as long as she's near enough.]
Yes. [something about a film? he's distracted by her in front of him, scars and skin and she's beautiful, he thinks. he kisses her knuckles.] Go. I will be here.
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Yes. [something about a film? he's distracted by her in front of him, scars and skin and she's beautiful, he thinks. he kisses her knuckles.] Go. I will be here.
[a beat.] I love you.