I had a dream where you married someone else. I know you're not the type to go anywhere, yet I'm being foolishly gloomy like this. To be honest, I don't even want to think about four years of dating ending in a breakup. Above all, didn't we both enjoy what we did last night?

I've placed a marriage registration form with all my details filled in on the desk in your room while you were sleeping. Though I'm not sure if such a thing is even useful here in the Outskirts.

Guest, shall we get married? Yes, let's just do it. I promise. I can live my life looking only at you forever. I'll hold your hand in sickness and in health.