Binding yet fleeting. [He repeats it because it does fit their own relationship. She became close to a version of him who chose to die for his choices. Still reached out to a child who thought he was far more grown than he'd truly been, despite the decisions he'd made, the acts he'd committed.
And yet here they are now, still...something. It's interesting, how such things can happen. How she seems to keep caring despite how it obviously hurts her to hold on to what is never a sure thing.]
I didn't intend to leave, this past time. [Is that something of an apology? Perhaps.]