[ sorry, she'd been watching with a kind of wry expression, like something nostalgic that makes you sad but you're also a little over it, so his reaction makes her laugh out loud ]

He did. Eventually. [ she traces over yves' reflection in the mirror this time ] I'm not sure hearing it helped, considering what happened, but I knew he loved me. It just wasn't enough when he always put the weight of the world on his shoulders.