[It is an odd feeling, such an echo of the past that this moment represents. There has been nothing but a deluge of new and unfamiliar experiences since awakening in this world, and at times it is almost a struggle not to simply flounder against the tide of it all.

Part of him is scared too. Scared that he might not have all the answers, or that the gulf of missing years now between them would prove to be something monumental to overcome. But he has to put that aside for now, just take in the moment for what it is. Funny, how much comfort there is to be found in the act of offering it to another. Even if the circumstances are strange and hard to navigate, for just this moment, they can at least let themselves have this. The familiar comfort of each other’s presence.

He starts to pull away, but only just enough that he can crouch down on one knee and bring himself closer to eye-level. Keeps his gaze steady on hers as he places a warm hand on her shoulder.]

I know. Things might be different, but we got ourselves a second chance here, don’t we? We’ll figure it out. Together.