[His arms are around her, tightly cinched. He remembers meeting her - remembers the life they laid out together, full of dreams and a future that was almost taken from them. Because he remembers more than that, too. Disjointed memories that are all colliding in his brain, of how his life went on after that... after meeting her, after losing her. After losing everything and vindictively stabbing a knife into the heart of...
And then he was here, in the manor, somehow. Trying to think too hard of how he came to be here makes him feel lightheaded and odd in a way he doesn't want to test. Little does he know that the reason for his split thoughts is indeed rooted in the fact his memories were split from the Theo that was, into the Teddie that will be and the... Jewel Beetle that now exists. A happy ending for both mind and body, it seems.
He's kissing the crown of her head.]
I knew that I knew you. Even though I- didn't have reason to.
[ She feels strange in her own body, old-new memories from a place that's neither in the past or the future, really, except on the date announced to its every guest. Cellar changed while she was there, but she's still ... her, right? And Theo is here. ]
[He'll miss that. He feels like he understands her more now, having been separated from Mila as long as she had. He kisses her brow, then each cheek. Slow and methodical, like he has all the time in the world to bless her with these kisses. And, thanks to things working out for once... maybe he does.]
... I'm not sure what to do with our newfound freedom. What - what should we do? Besides... stay stitched at the hip.
[ Each kiss does feel like a blessing; the last one is to his lips, his face in her hands, chaste, sweet, making up for what she thought had been a lost dream. Then she hugs him again, cheek on his shoulder. Cellar's forgotten wish was made years before she ended up in Saltburn, years before she ever imagined someone like Theo could exist, and yet this feels like the confirmation that what's in her contract is real. It came true. ]
… We could have our first date. [ Grinning. ] In the real world this time. Wait, oh my god — a road trip!
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And then he was here, in the manor, somehow. Trying to think too hard of how he came to be here makes him feel lightheaded and odd in a way he doesn't want to test. Little does he know that the reason for his split thoughts is indeed rooted in the fact his memories were split from the Theo that was, into the Teddie that will be and the... Jewel Beetle that now exists. A happy ending for both mind and body, it seems.
He's kissing the crown of her head.]
I knew that I knew you. Even though I- didn't have reason to.
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We found each other. And you look exactly the same.
[ She sounds happy, but also — sad? And self-aware. ]
I can't call you— [ She stops, looking up, same feeling translating on her expression, sad smile. Cellar mouths 'Teddie', just in case, ] Anymore.
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[He'll miss that. He feels like he understands her more now, having been separated from Mila as long as she had. He kisses her brow, then each cheek. Slow and methodical, like he has all the time in the world to bless her with these kisses. And, thanks to things working out for once... maybe he does.]
... I'm not sure what to do with our newfound freedom. What - what should we do? Besides... stay stitched at the hip.
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… We could have our first date. [ Grinning. ] In the real world this time. Wait, oh my god — a road trip!