( this morning, today, he feels it more than ever. he knows it more than ever that dice loves him and isn’t running away. he wants this to be a part of him forever. )

So sentimental this morning. Where is my Dice? ( a feigned gasp but then he decides to be more serious as he presses their foreheads together. )

I’m yours for always. I mean that in more ways than I can ever think to put into words, pen or not.