“Hey, you okay?” Armin asked, sitting next to Adira. The Coruscanti woman wouldn’t meet his eyes. “You’re leaving, aren’t you?” The Thyferran gave her a quizzical look. “I hadn’t planned on it? We’re still good on supplies for a few more weeks, and-” “Not what I mean,” Adira said, cutting him off sharply. “I meant you’re leaving me. To go be with her.” Armin frowned. “That’s not even close to true,” he said. “Adi, Serah died. Two years ago. We both mourned her. Whoever that woman is out there, she’s not her. She might look like Serah, have her memories, but she’s not Serah.” “She’s the next best thing,” Adira said. “That’s ridiculous,” Armin replied. “Look, even with the same memories, the same physical appearance, she’s a different person. You should be able to sense that as well as I do. Everything about her is artificial. But none of that matters, because you’re missing the most important point of all.”

“What’s that?” “I chose you, Adira. I will always choose you. Out of anyone in the entire galaxy, you’re the one I want to stay with,” Armin said, taking her hand in both of his. “Everything that we’ve built here on Enteloor has been for you. No one else. The only time I would choose someone else over you would be…” “Would be what?” she asked, eyeing him suspiciously. “Would be… our… kids…” he muttered, looking away. Adira felt her face grow hot and her heart began to race. Was he saying what she thought he was?

#Fluffuary2026 Day 26: "I choose you. I will always choose you." (Sorry, it's not a #RWBY post; I do have other couples after all)

After an unexpected encounter with a ghost from the past, Armin tries to offer Adira comfort.

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