The wind howls approval of the Faun's confession. He feels lightheaded and dizzy; almost as though he's about to fall over. Moanna's image multiplies for a moment as he awaits her answer, his vision blurring.
The strong, beautiful, intelligent, wise Princess Moanna exhales a short breath of relief. She smiles lightly, and walks over to the Faun. She stands in front of him for a few moments, bends over, and kisses him lightly.
They both sway for a moment in their embrace, and then break apart. Moanna sighs. "I know you do," she tells him. "I just wanted to make sure you knew it, too."