Hayato stares silently at the name carved into the stone, and absentmindedly gives his boyfriend's hand a little squeeze, just to remind himself of just how far he had come.

He took a deep breath, and leaned his head on Ryuutaro's, nuzzling it for a moment, and kissing his forehead, as a silent 'thank you for loving me'. Since after all, without Ryuutaro's companionship throughout all that tumultuous time at the manor, will so many people close to him coming and going, he would have no doubt slipped back into the way he was. Angry. Alone. Nothing to work towards, and utterly powerless in a world where he could do nothing about what happened to him.

"Let's get outta here..."