[ Each touch existed as a line of heat racing down his spine and, oh, how badly he wished to believe and let it spread throughout his body but life had never been so easy for him. How many people ever received a second chance towards something never meant for them in the first place? Just one of the many truths he uncovered in his life, Matt easing in and out of focus but never close enough to be his.

Not in the way he longed for in every quake of his heart.

Matt belonged where he could never go.

Clutching for his hand, regardless, he tried wrapping his mind around the words. It made very little sense but what in their lives ever did? ]

You remember dying. [ The words sounded hoarse, a curse following soon after. ] How - what happened to make this possible?

[ It was right at that moment his eyes fell onto the sword and his body tensed up. ] Of course, of course. It all makes sense now, doesn't it?