[His expression goes a little wobbly, something hopeful and maybe a little pained despite it all-- but wanting to believe it, to believe him. Well. Even if it were the end for them both, that just means they'd have to find each other again wherever they end up, right? So either way...
He closes his eyes, trembling a little against that touch, finding comfort in it despite it all.]
I'll tell you. When you find me-- I'll tell you, too.