The touch of her fingers felt familiar and comforting, and at the same time reinforced in his mind how this was real. Luna really was there with him. She was back, and she knew him. "You didn't know me, no," he said, "but we still grew closer." And then he had lost her.
No, he wasn't going to think about that any longer. He was going to focus on the here and now. On the Luna who knew him, who was wearing a wedding dress and planning their life together.
"It's okay." He still hadn't moved; his forehead was still pressed against hers, and his eyes were still closed. It was such a perfect moment, and he didn't want it to end. "You're here now. That's what matters."