...I don't know if you're really you.

[Even though he just called her by her name he wasn't sure if he believed it himself. Against his better judgement he still walks up to her, taking a closer look at her face.

Despite the evidence the only thing he could see at the moment was her, he hated that a moment that he could only dream about for so long was right in front of him was surrounded with so much mystery and suspicion.]

And yet...you still chose to protect me back there.