[There are so many answers he could give to that. There is so much to say. So much he's feeling that he wants to express to her. His outstretched hand aches for the broken contact with her, but she hasn't turned, and it falls slowly, soundlessly, to his side.
If he is going to answer that question, he is going to look into her eyes when he does so. Because he needs her to see, right then, the honesty, the love--the life in his eyes.
He steps forward, placing a hand on each shoulder, and turning her to face him.]
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If he is going to answer that question, he is going to look into her eyes when he does so. Because he needs her to see, right then, the honesty, the love--the life in his eyes.
He steps forward, placing a hand on each shoulder, and turning her to face him.]
...I want you to be happy.