I feel like a broken record from like, three weeks ago, but I don't want to think of things like that.

[Her voices is strained, but she'll give him her gaze now.]

But it'll help, yeah. Because I won't vote for myself a second time. I should've gotten over you weeks ago, but all I wanted was to see you again. Even if I thought I wouldn't because of your soul thing.

[... And now she's seeing him again in the most fighting-fit white dress. Holy shit.]