"That's all," he echoed, laughing breathlessly as he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close, his face tucked into the crook of her neck. Rolling them both onto their sides, he pulled back just far enough to look at her, the tips of their noses almost touching.

Pushing her hair back from her forehead, he smiled faintly, pushing outward with his mind one particular sentiment: Always.

Even in those few moments of death, he had embraced the comfort of knowing that he would become a part of her. One with the Force and one with her.