"I know that now," Hope replied and shook her head softly. "But I didn't before. And I only know that because of you. I only feel like me because of you, Wesley." She gave his hand a soft squeeze. "You're the best friend I've ever had, Wesley. And that's so important. So important. And that's why I..." Hope shifted to sit up a bit more so that she could look at him at eye level.
"I think you're wrong. When you say that we're not right and that we can't ever be anything more than friends, I think you're wrong because..." She swallowed hard. "You're the knight that I want. And when I picture this amazing, albeit perhaps a bit cooky, future, you're the one that's in it."