[Honor, strength of character, loyalty... those are all traits that Diluc aspires to, and by his estimation he often falls short. That Ori sees and admires those qualities in him, kissing his hand as she says each as if confirming their validity, means more than words can say. By the time she rests his palm over her heart, he finds himself blinking back a slight sting in his eyes.

If she notices, no she didn't.]

All the more appropriate I placed the flower in your hair, then. Because you've pierced my heart straight through.

[He'd let her literally pierce his chest, if it brought her happiness or security or anything else that she requires. How he's stumbled into meeting this beautiful, perfect woman purely by chance is nothing short of miraculous. But he's grateful, and he has no intention of squandering this gift.]

We're likely to be missed if we stay out here for too much longer, but I'd like to draw this moment out for as long as we can.