The absolution of night came over them both and they simply sat there, waiting for the stars to emerge. He held her hand, she held his. Warm with life, their breath steamed in the alien air. They'd defeated death again today, and they'd overcome the almost-impossible. The strength of her will amazed him. Together they were more though; they were love.
Within their being there was love. There was the universe of beauty that used to be unimaginable to their souls. If they weren't meant for each other, then the sun wasn't for the moon.