[Once Clive's wrapped his hand, Jill takes hold of his wrist. To be bound has meant many things to her over the years, few of them good, but it's only in his company that she's been bound by her own choices. There's freedom in how she wraps her end of the cord around both their hands together – a quiet sense of ownership, too, that's found her needing to eschew tradition and do this herself. It's a statement as firm as any other she's made tonight.]

Yours will always be the ties that bind me to the truth. They're a reminder, too, aren't they? That the sun always rises and you will always be here for me, whether in my arms, in my heart, or in the dreams we've dreamt together since we were but children.

[With that said, and with the wrapping done, she offers her end of the cord to Joshua as Clive follows suit.]