The embrace ended, yet she was left lamenting the loss of his arms around her. Ashe felt confused, were the emotions of the day getting the better of her, or was this... something more? Not once did her attention leave Delita, not until his soft words broke the quiet between them. Having heard that, knowing he meant to progress in life alongside her, meant more than she could explain, and such was unexpected.

The princess focused again on their present, looked toward the exit with some apprehension. Passing through would mean a departure from the past. However, she would not break her resolve. Nor would she turn back to the floating images - for they would never be real, nor compare to true memory.

"I... am ready to leave, when you wish it."

Rather than the depths below, Ashe desired the fresh air, the warm sunlight above the grassy plain where their chocobos were tethered. Only then would this truly lie behind them.