[There's another laugh from Maelle. It's almost painful, laughing so much after so much despair. Talking about Gustave always hurt, and some part of her still expects to feel the twist in her heart. It's there, but it's something full of warmth and adoration rather than sorrow.]

Oh, he's as silly as you are. You'll make him laugh. Just... [Then, some of the mirth leaves her expression.] Just tell him who you are, Verso. Be honest.

[Not his strongest trait, she knows, but there's no need to lie or deceive here. It's all over and done.]

He'll see what I see.