[ Ten years. So far in the future, the idea almost seemed detached from the reality, and such was the point of his query. Beneath this colorful cloak of stars, the notion of dreams seemed to gain a new meaning, one he hadn't quite understood the first time he had been told of the significance of wishing upon fireworks.

During the New Year's party, he had been too consumed by his own nervousness to notice, too scatterbrained, but now... the serenity of the moment allowed him to look past everything which had stopped him before. ]

Don't overthink it.

[ That was the only advice he could give her, knowing perfectly how it felt. At the same time, the curiosity within him only grew as she kept him waiting, but the smile that eventually blossomed definitely rewarded him for that patience. ]

… Wouldn't they? [ He couldn't decide what was more charming - that she'd actually gone ahead and expanded on his little idea, or that she'd even decided to add a joke on top of it. ]

Have you ever noticed how there aren't that many Chocobos on the Continent of Ruin? If we could bring them over, there would be just enough space for both a farm and a garden. Everything on... our own terms….

[ His voice grew quieter and quieter before it faded into silence. There was a sound akin to a hitched breath towards the end, followed by a subtle change in the boy’s expression as it caught up with him just how much…-

I love you.

Even though it was an entirely soundless confession, he made it so she could easily read the message from just the movement of his lips. ]