While drawing, he lets his mind wander.
He wanted to drive her nuts. Just a trick.
He wanted to laugh at her.
Instead he laughed WITH her.
His plan's thwarted.
This mortal is a witch.
She has succeeded in taming him.
He is tamed...but not subdued.
Or is he ?
He hears Jane coming back and he hides his drawing under his jacket.
She flashes him a smile.
"Ready for your surprise ?"
A surprise ?
She laughs with all her heart.
"Close your eyes and don't cheat !"
Really ? Does she wants to teach him to play fair ?
He smiles ironically.
But he obeys, sliding his hand in hers.
A witch.
Definitively.
The planetarium.
Just for them both.
Cuddling against each other, they're watching stars.
Jane gently strokes his hair.
"I believe that my parents see me from above and protect me."
"Jane", he whispers, "do you think that my mother can see me too ?"
She holds him tightly.
"Of course, love. "
"You don't know me", he sighs bitterly, " I behaved so badly in the past."
She has the impression that he's crying, but the darkness hides his face.
"Shh, my dear. Life's made of choices. You will improve yourself and make your mother proud , I assure you."
Is she right ?
No damnation ?
Will he be redeemed ?
They're walking in silence. They arrive to Stark's tower.
All to soon.
Time to say goodbye. But neither talks.
"Thank you" ? "Too sad it's over " ? Too banal . Silence better.
He gives her a folded paper.
"Please, open it when I will be gone."
He leaves with a hesitant step.
When she opens his paper, she finds a beautiful drawing of herself, in black and white, smiling among stars.