I need no large celebration, Jack. I am- I am free of the Crows in truth. The war is won. I may do as I please and now...

[He curls his arms all the tighter around Jack, trying to piece the rest of his life together. Little things are missing. Larger arguments. Discussions. But he knows this, and he knows that he loves. So very keenly, does he love.]

Now I am here with you once more. What more could I ask for, than to have you in my arms again? For you to be real and here and happy with me?