"No, it's fine," Merri reassured, his attention torn between the woman and the stage. Her being beside him like this did make him feel better, less lonely, and he found himself subconsciously inching a little closer to her.
Well, he always did say that the theatre was better with a friend.
The play continued as a messy situation seemed to get messier and yet, it seemed to pave the way for the happy ending the woman beside him promised. Merri found that he was smiling now, hopeful for things to turn out for the best. As such, he couldn't help but to say to her, "Desirae will get her happy ending, won't she!" His voice was just barely above a whisper, and the man behind them shushed again.