3.23 ; battles lost and won
"I love you," he said. It took no effort at all, as natural as breathing. Because it was natural. His love for her was what drove him to do all the things he has. Even if they weren't together, she would always be by his side.
He took a few swift steps forward, nearing the distance between them. "And I have never stopped," he added. "Not when my psycho mother came for me to create New Daxam, not when I went through that wormhole, not when I married Imra. And I won't ever stop."
"I never stopped either," she replied with a wistful smile, tears stinging the corner of her eyes. "I love you."
He enveloped her in a warm hug and kissed her hair gently, knowing that it would be much too difficult to part if they allowed themselves to go further. She sobbed into his shoulder and he let her.
