[ ah, it is a smile on the most beautiful face he has ever seen. even in this violence, in this depravity, there is still beauty. it is almost unsightly to look upon. surely, there is nothing to smile about. surely, if he were to capture this moment in art and distill it down to its most distinctive element, that smile and their promise would be all that remains

He nods and lets his hand trail down his cheek, and fall to his side. ]

Then I will place my faith in you.