"Redson?" "yeah?" "Do you think we'll meet again when we grow up?" "Why do you say that, Arcelia?" "I... I had a feeling that we're not going to meet again..." "Then, I'll make a promise!" "What kind of promise?" "..." "I'll promise... to find you and marry you when we grow up!" "*Giggles*" Okay! Oh! and promise me something." "what is it?" "Promise me that you won't forget about me." "*smiles* I promise, Arcelia!" "Here! I made some bracelets! so we can always remember each other!" "And... redson..." "yes?" "I love you!" "*blushes* I... I love you too, peasant..."