[She can't see him very well in the dark, but she manages to look right into his eyes, listening with rapt attention. Somehow, she doesn't even find herself surprised. It seems like everything has just clicked into place, fallen together like perfect puzzle pieces. All of the snippets she'd seen in his head... it wasn't amnesia that had blocked those from him. He had lived a whole life in the past, and it was over, given way to who he is now. His mind had been allowing her to choose what became a part of his new, merged identity.]

Hey, hey, it's okay. That's not gonna happen.

[She reaches out and finds his hand, smoothing her thumb over his in a reassuring gesture.]

I don't know how this stuff works, but you are seriously the best person I know, and that's not something that can just change. You don't have to let it change. Like, what happens to you can affect who you are, yeah, but you're in control. You can decide how.

[She entwines her fingers with his, continuing to move her thumb in small strokes.]

You'll always be Stef, and I'm gonna be right here.