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Justin shakes her head. Justin, tearful: You don’t know anything about love. Faraday: I learned. Justin: You learned? Faraday: I didn’t have a choice. You... You picked me up from the side of the road when you had every reason not to. When I gave you every reason not to. But you did it. And every day, when you braid Molly’s hair. Her beautiful hair. And when your father’s skin is cracked and dry from the medication, you help him. And the way you forgive me. Do you even realize what an act of love that is? And you do it without thinking. So how could I possibly stay blind to love around you?]

Spencer: What do you look like? Faraday: For fuck’s sake. Every other Anthean -- Spencer: No. What do you look like? Under -- Faraday: This skin? You’re obsessed with skin. Skin is one of your gods. You’ve created cults around it. Commit genocide. Murder every day in its name. One reason I was chosen is because Justin would have no rational reason to trust me if I looked like you.]

Faraday stands in front of Justin. Faraday: I’m going to bring my family here. Justin nods. Justin: Yeah. Faraday: They won’t recognize me. Justin, tearful: They’re your family. They’ll always recognize you. We will, too. What happens if you don’t make it back? Faraday takes a few steps closer to her. Faraday: Then... one of our worlds will be okay, because I have faith in you. It is you. It will always be you. Justin: It will always be you. They kiss and then touch foreheads for a long moment.]

Justin: So essentially, the one thing I could never solve is pretty much our only hope. Faraday: You imagined all this from nothing. Justin, shrugging: Yeah. Faraday: You are extraordinary. Justin, flustered: What?]