[ Angeal blinks. Grateful, both for the touch and the words.

Then one hand shifts up again, to gently brush hair away from Sephiroth's face, and caress his cheek again. ]

There will be things to come to terms to, but that is not - I mostly... Don't want to make light of leaving you, for all that time. I am so, so sorry, Sephiroth.

And thank you, for this. It'll take time before my words will mean anything, but...

You don't have to carry it all, either. Walking this path, today and into tomorrow, with you, is how I - never dared to dream, before. But I do want.