[It takes what willpower Aubrey has left to not sob, loudly. Instead she buries her face in the crook of his neck, tugging him close like she never will again.]

Y-you… you stubborn moron… [Read: that’s something she’s wanted to hear for so, so long. Why like this…?]

…Of. Of course we will. [She wants so badly to believe that.] A-as long as… you still want that....