Even then. You've given me the most happiness I've ever felt in my life, and that's something I wouldn't trade for anything, no matter how much it might end up hurting me. It would still be worth it.

[He just holds her protectively, allowing her to press against him. She'll hug him back when she's ready, he knows that much, and so he won't push her on that.]

Because you got used to having him around, and now it feels like something is missing. That and the uncertainty of what happened. The imagination fills in the blanks in the worst ways possible-- believe me, I know.