I'm fond of the weird things you say. To be honest, I'm really fond of you.

[ His hand settles against her cheek, warm enough to belong to a man even if he claims to be a spirit and a hero. ]

You know, Rin. That plan I confessed to, that foolish wish.

It really went awry, and sometimes I wonder what would have happened if it hadn't.

[ And then, abruptly, he's drawing her close to him. His arms wrap around her, he gathers her to his body. ]

But I suspect I could never have completed it anyway. Not with you at my side.

I really--

[ His throat closes up. He wants to tell her he loves her, but he doesn't know if he has the right to speak the word. He only knows that if he has any wish still left to him, he wants to stay at her side. ]