[Todd]
She's here in my arms-
Crying-
But here-
And so is Ben-
And I'm holding on to both of them-
And I know I'm crying, crying a lot and even though it should be a little embarassing for a man to cry this much-
I find that I don't care-
And I look up at Ben, and I try and ask him what happened-
But he doesn't need to say what.
He just shows everything to me-
Simple as that-
It doesn't even overwhelm me to realise what's been going on for the past month, why I've been sleeping for so long, why Viola is crying so much here in my arms and why I'm not on the snow-trodden beach anymore-
It doesn't overwhelm me to find out that Haven is safe. That the peace between the Land (How do I know that word?) and the people of Haven is still alive and well.
It doesn't overwhelm me to know that the convoy's finally arrived onto New World, and that all of them have rebuilt a new city around the flooded valley below, that they've rebuilt Haven.
Because Ben is helping me understand it all. As effortlessly as that-
But what does overhelm me is that for just a moment-
A moment long enough to be an eternity-
I had died.
And Ben believed it.
And Viola believed it, too.
And I feel how their hearts broke-
Broke so much for me-
And I think about how I would feel if Viola-
If Viola-
And my heart clenches and I can't think about it any longer-
And I see Viola look up at me, her face a wet and tearful mess-
And I just ask-
Just one simple asking-
An asking that asks all the askings that I want to know-
"Viola?"
And she answers-
She answers all my askings in one croaking and broken sob-
From that one word.
With just one word.
"Todd."
***
We sit there in silence, Viola still sobbing, Ben's Noise still croaking with relief, my face still streaming with boy-ish tears-
