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[She's not going to weep, she is not, she is not, she--

She is, a fat tear making its way down her cheek dropping off her chin. Ah, bollocks.]

I know, I know he's always treated you abominably. I just... I don't want you to die if we go back, I'm not sure how I'm supposed to bear such a thing.

[If it was difficult to think of one's mortality, it was even harder to think of Jonathan's kindness and gentle demeanor being snuffed out for no reason she could fathom. Was that why the thought seemed so dark? Because it was all so senseless? She swallowed around the lump that had formed in her throat and pressed her lips to his briefly.]

Why not run away to Scotland and India if we ever leave here? You would love India, Jonathan. And I would get even more time with you.

[It's said in half-jest, because if she thinks much more on his death she might faint and that would be too unladylike.]

[ His smile turns incredibly sad, and he wipes the tears from her eyes. He’s already come to terms with his death -- he’s had to. He knows that doesn’t make it okay, for him or for her. He knows he’s still leaving Erina to survive all by herself, to raise their child and grandchild on her own.

And he wishes he could do it differently. He wants to be by her side, he wants to visit India with her. He wants to see their child take his first steps. He wants to continue doing archeology, he wants to provide for his family.

He wants to have a family again.

But, unfortunately, he’s already dead. When everyone else returns home, he will be returning to nothing. Even if Erina does return home, even if she were to remember everything that took place here… it wouldn’t do anything for him.

Perhaps there is another version of himself, out there. One that Erina can save, one that she can live happily together with. He certainly hopes so, for her sake.

He kisses her back, and allows her change in conversation. ] I would be delighted to go to India with you. You know I’ve never been.

Good, I'll show you to all my favorite places there. We'll eat so much spicy curry that you will never feel your tastebuds again.

[Her laugh is a little thicker than usual, thanks no doubt to the tears.]

Ah, look at me. I tried very hard to stop crying about things, and yet at the drop of a hat... I am sorry for distressing you, my love. I just... I just wanted to keep you safe.

[ He shakes his head. ]

You have nothing to be sorry for. I confess -- my feelings are the same. This way, I know you are safe.

[ And not just Erina, but their unborn child as well. The one who truly begins the whole Jostar family, who is the reason they are able to meet Jolyne and Jotaro here, in this crazy place. ]

If Dio were to go after you, instead…

Well, I'd resolved in that situation to beat him to death with the next nearest thing to me, in that instance.

[It is said in half-jest, half seriousness. Erina knows certain things about herself and turning into Ann Radcliffe in La Ville Vampire was most assuredly not in the stars for her.]

We could still elope.

[ Jonathan laughs, not because he can’t see Erina doing that -- but because he can. He can only imagine the look on Dio’s face. ]

I suppose I have nothing to fear after all, with you looking out for me.

[ It’s moments like this that remind him just how much he loves her, and how truly happy he is to have her in his life. ]

What a turn this conversation has taken. [ Started with a rejection at the altar, now they’ve ended at eloping. He takes her hand and intertwines their fingers, kissing the back of it. ] Whatever decision you wish to make, I am behind you fully.

I believe that is supposed to be one of my wifely duties, yes.

[She squeezes his hand and presses a kiss to his cheek.]

I want to be with you, Jonathan. Even if we have a proper wedding with dresses and wedding breakfasts and vicars, or if it just you and I and a quiet priest. So I will... try to keep the now in the forefront of my mind, and the what-ifs to the far back of it.

At the very least, I will just ground myself with you.

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