[that's beautiful and sad, like much of Marco is. Living in an endless twilight. (Twilight...another who is gone...) She admires him for his strength and envies him for his ability. Though she understands how much it can hurt. Now she does. When there are so few left who remember.]

Mm. But you are the keeper of their memories. [she appears behind him, too, the top half of her, wrapping arms around his neck and kissing the rim of his ear]

Long after history has forgotten them, you will know and will be able to tell others when it's time to remember.