He can feel her walls crack, and crumble a little, as she offers a thin smile, and replies, aloud, "Yes, you are."<br/><br/><em>I can... understand you, as well. Before I met you, I was a weapon. I know my patron cared for me; we often had long discussions. But about tactics, or strategy, or plans for the future. And, all other times, I was fighting, protecting his interests, and followers who needed aid, or aiding in heaven's battles. I never needed to be eloquent, or vocal. I said what needed to be said, and did what needed to be done. Around you, though... everything feels different. I feel like.. I have a new purpose, and it's more than just... protecting, and battle. As if there's something great and wonderful out there. Beyond even the love I feel for you.</em>The last comes quietly, slowly, as she smiles at him, her arm wrapped around his shoulder, as her clothing shimmers back to her dress from earlier.