Aeris did nothing, and it worried him a little. What if her telling him he was dead was to reject him? No, she wasn't that cruel. But...

"I moved on."

Oh. Oh. Right. Five years... far too long to wait. Especially with no word. She'd told him... the 89th letter was the last. Maybe she'd already found someone new? It made sense... someone as sweet and beautiful as her didn't deserve to waste her life waiting for a ghost who would never come home.

Slowly, reluctantly, he started to pull away, swallowing back his protests. "Sorry... I... didn't mean to push myself on you. You didn't have to come for me if you didn't want to."

It was the hardest thing he'd ever done.