He really couldn't hate the way things turned out. He couldn't hate the time he spent on the ground, for a number of reasons. He finally accomplished something. Made something. Even if it had been destroyed…

He couldn't hate what he'd been through, because of what it brought him. Of who it brought him. Because face it, he wasn't her type, and she wasn't his, but because of what he'd been through and what he'd done, it brought him here. To a place where things were mostly miserable, but survivable because he had her.

The girl who is so completely nothing like him, she is the same as him. The girl who made him be nothing like himself, and he was okay with it. He was…happy with it. And he only had one regret about it. That she hadn't changed him completely; that he hadn't changed for her completely when he had the chance.

If he had the chance, he would do it all over again, with only one change. He would still be the leader that they needed, God only knows what would happen if he wasn't, but he would also be the leader that she needed. Because everyone needs someone, and if he had the chance, she would be his, and he would be hers.

And he would have no regrets.