[ It feels a little strange to sit like this, facing each other across the room from two separate beds. It's a respectful distance, but at the same time it's a level of intimate that makes More feel a little excited. Their bedroom. Their future campsites. Their future.

(Maybe neither of them will actually continue existing once the fake chaos emerald shards are removed. But even if they both disappeared like the strange machinations they were created from, More would be glad they have gotten to make these promises.)

He's quiet for a moment, because while he feels a lot, he's at a loss for how to translate it to words. Perhaps... ]

A comfort on many levels. While I will carry the weight of what has transpired in my world for the rest of my existence, I believe that... as long as I have your friendship to live up to, I will be able to remain a man worthy of it.

[ It's the greatest optimism about his own person that he can find in his heart. ]