[That's what he expected.]

I know. And I wouldn't want you to be alone.

[But still...]

[He moves his gaze to the ground. His heart feels very heavy. It feels like he's being smothered under a pillow.]

But you...didn't exactly answer my question. What will we do? You and I, will we just...sit in the ruins of the world together? Is that really enough? Is there...anyone you would miss?