It's all right. In a way, I didn't really notice either. I never even thought about it until... after she went home.

[Ion brings a hand to his chest, his eyes now fixed on the blankets. It hurt... he couldn't explain how, but it did. Suddenly that description Luke gave just moments ago seemed far more bitter than sweet.]

[He smiles weakly.]

All this time I've just been trying not to think about it... not to think about her, when I really...

[He trails off, pulling his knees up to his chest before speaking again, softly:]

...I love her.