[ He watches her war with herself and her feelings for a moment that stretches into eternity. She looks so terribly pained, and he cannot possibly imagine what must have happened when just a short while ago they were professing their love and sharing heated kisses under the moonlight.

Her hands fall away from him, one clutching at her own heart, and he realizes all too late that Ori’s penchant for letting her thoughts drift into dark places has gotten the better of her. He reaches up, resting his hand over hers, the steady beat of her heart under their fingertips. ]

Ori… [ He dips his head, forehead pressing against hers. ] I’m scared of losing you, too. I’m afraid that one day I’ll wake up and I won’t remember you or Diluc, but… we don’t really know what happens when we leave here, do we? Maybe we won’t forget. Maybe we’ll find our way back to each other again.

[ His free hand comes up to caress the side of her face, his thumb brushing gently over her cheek. ]

But whatever happens when we’re gone from here doesn’t matter. It can’t matter, or we’ll make ourselves sick with grief thinking about all the what ifs. All that matters is what we choose to do with the time we do have. I’m choosing to give you my heart, my everything, because you make me really, truly happy.

And even if my mind does forget you one day, my heart won’t. You’re a part of it now.