[He knows that she’s put a lot of thought into that answer. That’s who Himeko is: She’s someone who can think about something until she’s made herself sick. So he doesn’t want to deny the hardwork and effort that went into that conclusion.

He gentle tangles his fingers in her hair and adjusts his embrace.]

But we can… I love you, Himeko. That’s the only power that I need to want to protect you and make you happy. And you love me too, right?

We’ll figure it out together.