Their kiss ended, and when it did, he held her close to him still. He told her how he remembered a dream--could he mean the paradis he was trapped in? For the slightest moment, she froze up. Did he remember what she had said to get him out of it? She didn't mean to reveal her scars, but she secretly hoped he would have forgotten about them. That and in case anything like that ever happened again, she could still use it as leverage, so to speak. Her worries went away, however, as she looked at him. She brought a hand up to his face, wiping away his tears. She touched his cheek gently, looking into those green eyes of his. She could probably stare into them all day, if she could. He looked so happy, as if the day's events hadn't affected him at all. This moment of peace, she was thankful for. 

"[b]Hold onto it.[/b]" She whispered.