Marcus watched as she made the transformation, it was amazing. She got everything perfect, despite the wings. "Avarael...", he said quietly as he simply looked over her. He suddenly felt something he hadn't for a long time, a feeling inside of him that he was never truly able to explain. "Avarael...", he once more as his eyes started to darken over. He took a step closer to her, he couldn't just look, he gently took her hand in his before leaning in and placing a kiss onto her lips.<br/><br/>It felt so familiar, like he put the thought of Rachael's copy out of his mind. For a moment he'd stepped back in time and was in his younger body, with the real girl. He looped an arm around her lower back and held her against him, the same way he'd done before. he held her in the kiss, not moving his tongue but simply letting their lips stay together. It seemed like forever to him, a forever he would have gladly stayed in.<br/><br/>He didn't move his hands anywhere on her, simply kept one on her hip and the other one holding her. After about a minute had passed his bliss ended, and everything rushed back like he experienced it all over again. His lips lost her's and he felt like she evaporated from his hands. He looked to the ground then, before falling onto his knees. In this sorrow his body temperature had dropped considerably, making it so the tears were very apparent as they flowed down his cheeks.