"I'm glad that he's loved." The silliness seems to disappear from him for a moment as he looks at the other seriously. "Please keep loving him, no matter what happens." Even if they both disappear somehow... he doesn't want anyone to stop caring about his other half.

He meets Sunday's gaze and nods. "I... I might be very young, but I've seen a lot of pain. Destruction. I've caused some of it, too. But what he's been doing in the Capital is too much. ... I can only hope that his time here has made him change his mind. I don't want him to be hurting. I want to meet him when he's clear-headed... not driven mad by what's hurt him."

His other hand finds Sunday's and he gives it a gentle squeeze. "I have a lot of friends. I don't know if he does as well but... I don't think so. If you can keep helping him... I think that'd be best for everyone. And I hope he keeps helping you, too."