She wasn't sure if it was the music, or the moment, or the way he looked that night but as he moved to leave, she reached a hand for his.
"Merric.."
And slowly, she lifted a hand to remove his mask, finding the hooks from the mask and easily sliding them off, and as he pulled the mask away, shadows coming with it, she stared up longingly into his face as she reached her other hand to cup his cheek and let her fingers gently guide ove rhis face-
across his cheek, then chin, then nose and brows, before peering into his eyes with a subtle curiosity that still went unspoken in the quiet tender moment shared between them.
"To remember you by..." she said, laughing softly, albeit sadly as her fingers now came softly down and ghosted besides his face. "In case I become dead again."