"You are immeasurably worthy of love, and I felt that way before tonight, I assure you. I felt that way when I asked permission to court you, and when I took you to my bed, or rather my pillows--" Megatron smiles-- "and I will feel that way as long as I live, dulscintara."

It's strange, how much his life has changed in the past month or so. He's gone from looking back at his life, thinking it nearly over, with a heart full of regrets, to falling in love, and feeling hope, and looking forward to a future very different from his past, a home full of love, in a strange place between the worlds, with someone so perfect for him and yet so different from him that he couldn't ever even have begun to imagine her.

"I'll be ready for this life as soon as it's ready for me, I think," he says, stroking her hair. "There isn't much you can do to clear the way for me on my end; just tell me what to do, and when and how to do it, to make things right for us with your lovers, so that they understand I don't want to take you away from them, and that they're welcome in my life as well, and to ease the way for you and your children, so that they will see me as a friend, and a protector, and someone they may rely upon."