She sat down next to him under the tree... He was looking exhausted, she noted. She should let him go rest soon.

She thought about his questions, nodding at the first one slightly. He understood.

She thought about his next questions. "What is it they say? If life was only moments, then you'd never know you had one. "

"I can appreciate the moments for what they are... like, just sitting under a tree with someone I care for, playing armchair philosopher.... but it means more if I can have faith that that's not the end-- that it's not just 'something that happened once', it's part of something that will endure, something with resonance. I want that, a life of that.... it's like... the movie in my mind... a dream that fills my head. Just... things I can count on, good things that sustain. Being able to have that, and trust it." She smiled at him. "Does that make sense at all, or did arithmancy destroy my brain for good? And... what do you think?"

"And-- no, I've not forgotten what you said to me. I've kept every word in my heart, and I always will. But... maybe it wouldn't hurt for you to remind me, very simply... for clarity's sake. It was never your words I mistrusted-- it was my understandng of them that I questioned. It's been my day for misunderstanding things, you know." Her eyes met his and she smiled at him shyly.