's'because I can't be without you, I told you.'

He mumbles it, in an almost embarrassed fashion, as though Random were looking for the response he knew he'd get. He wasn't, but Ramon still feels a little uneasy about being so exposed.

...except, as he lies here with him, wearing a wedding ring and being sweetly kissed, he realises that...no, he's not uneasy. There's no reason to be. This is Random.

'You'll always come back, won't you?'

It's a question, but not really. He already knows the answer.