"It is not as bad as you may feel." It was his truth, even apart, he could feel her in a way. Knowing she was safe and hibernating while he explored the world. Nothing would be as bad as his time post-Vietnam, but there were many nights of walking through Paris or seeing operas that helped make the time less dreadful. If he could sleep, it would be different. "I know I will always find you when the time is right." Almost like he expected another 30 years. He didn't, hoping for it was damning more to Diva. As selfish as he wanted to be.

Letting her take the lead, he moved fluidly along with her, almost as if a boy again learning from her. It was never a challenge to follow Saya in any way.

A rarity happened then. Haji smiled. Soft and fleeting, never like before her rampage, but it was there. "I would like that very much, Saya. If we are able too." Oh, he had dreamed of such things for so long, but what were the chances an attack wouldn't happen? Or someone would show up? He leaned in, a bold moment, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead without missing a dance step.