"I do."

There's all earnestness in his gaze on her face. There's absolute certainty in his finally steady voice.

"Rach, it... If you told me to-- leave, that-- you didn't want me around anymore, I... I'd survive. I'd find... something and someone and... and it'd be fine. But Rach, there's-- there's not going to be anyone like you. There's... there's never going to be feeling like this about anyone else."