Saving the world wasn't easy, of course, no one said it would be. But that responsibility fell onto your shoulders, however ill-fitting they might be to carry the weight. You and your companions had faced so much together, you couldn't imagine your life without this odd group of misfits. You couldn't imagine your life without Gale...

That damned wizard stole your heart, a piece of you thought to be long lost began beating again. His smile, his laugh, his long-winded anecdotes, his everything. You were a fool. So, when his Goddess sent one of her Chosen to charge Gale with using the Netherese Orb in his chest to save the world, you couldn't breathe. The thought of losing him, the thought of saving the world to live in it without him... no, you couldn't face this world without him. You had to convince him there was another way, had to convince him to stay, however selfish your motive was.

So, one night when camp was quiet you asked him to step away with you. Laying in a meadow bathed in moonlight, you both spoke about what his Goddess had asked of him. You tried to convince him, spoke until your voice went raw, but he was certain that it was the only way. Tears welled in your eyes as you shook your head, and you said it. Said those three words that had been stuck in your throat for weeks. You told him you loved him, that you needed him, that you...

Gale sat up, quiet for a while as he drank in the image of you in the moonlight. With a soft sigh and a weary smile, he finally spoke "It'll pass."