'F-farbloosh ami mastat,' whispered Elaine shyly, casting her gaze downwards. 'Watoshi gaboshi renafloosh.'
Antonio grabbed Elaine's hands which has begun to nervously tug at the wool on her sweater. 'Arimaflety seenawoo' he said vehemently, trying to make her understand.
Elaine looked up, years forming in her eyes.
'Sablee?' She said, disbelieving but trying desperately to listen - nay, believe in his words! She clung onto the meaning of what he said, and she knew unconsciously in some way that years later she would look back on this day and it would be these words that saved her from the despair and turmoil she was feeling.
'F-omigalleiwa...' She whispered, for the first time opening herself up and casting off her embarrassment. This was her first time allowing someone a glimpse into her mind, and she felt almost bare or naked in front of Antonio.
'Fomigalliwa. Blorp,' said Antonio, and smiled encouragingly at her. He knew as well that these words saved her, and in the future they would regard this day as the beginning of their live's new and exciting chapter.
Together.
Blorp.