The plane loomed behind them, a physical manifestation of their anxiety and despair. Their eyes met for a brief moment before darting away again as they cleared their throats.

'I wish you didn't have to go.'

'I am going to miss you more than you could ever imagine.'

'You're my best friend, please don't forget.'

'You are the most important person in the world to me.'

'What am I going to do without you?'

'What am I going to do without you?'

"I can't think of a single thing to say," John chuckled sadly.

A sigh. "No, neither can I."