"Putting aside the blindness, I don't even know how much longer I can live. What I fear most is that one moment I'm happy with you, and the next, I might die right in front of you. That would be an even deeper and heavier injury to you, you know?"
"Just like you, if you suddenly die in front of me, I would completely collapse! The pain that I can't bear myself, how can I expect you to endure it with me?"
"Arlo, a blind me, a me who might die any day, do you want that? Do you want Ariel like this?"
"I do..."
A weak yet determined voice rang out. Ariel's fingertips trembled and her voice choked, "Arlo.... you woke up?"
Ariel's tears fell onto Arlo's hand, and Arlo reversed his grip to hold Ariel's hand, his voice low, "No matter what you become, you'll always be the one I love the most. I guessed you left because of your blindness. I wanted you to contact me because I wanted to tell you not to be afraid; I'm here, I'll always be here."
