Saint-14 leans against the railing of the tower, looking down at the city below, deep in thought. The buildings remain a distant distraction and his mind slowly spirals as footsteps slowly grow louder from behind.

Saint snaps out of his trance and turns his head to see a familiar face. He turns back to look down at the city once more while addressing his lover.

“Osiris. Why are you here?”

Osiris stands to the side of Saint and places his hand on his shoulder reassuringly.

“I could ask you the same.”

Saint reaches for Osiris’s hand and embraces it with his own.

“Just clearing my mind.”

Osiris slowly pulls his hand away and leans against the railing to look Saint in his eyes.

“Still thinking about the conductor’s words?”

Saint leans back and sighs.

“How can I not? My entire existence is a lie. I am not the real Saint-14.”

Osiris reaches towards Saint and places both of his hands on his shoulders to comfort him.

“You are not a lie, you are the love of my life. Even if you aren't the original Saint, your emotions, your thoughts, your feelings are all your own, and they are all real.”

Saint pulls away from Osiris and turns away from him.

“You say all these things, but they do not change truth. I am not meant to exist. And if I am not meant to exist-”

“Saint! You can't let these words discourage you so greatly. The guardian, Zavala. . . Me. We all need you.”

Saint turns to look at Osiris once more but is unable to meet his eyes.

“I understand that, but I can not be there. I no longer feel as if I am myself. I don't know who I am.”

Osiris tenses up and hangs his head as he deeply sighs.”

“I felt the same after Savathun.*

Saint perks up at Osiris’s words.

“How do you mean?”

Osiris begins pacing with his eyes firmly rooted to the ground.

“When Savathun pretended to be me, I could see things through her eyes. I could see you through her eyes, and I felt what she felt. And seeing you without feeling love. . . It hurt. And when I was finally awake again I would have. . . dreams. Dreams where I was Savathun.”

Saint walks closer to Osiris and stops him from pacing back and forth. Osiris looks into Saint's eyes and hugs him.

“I wasn't sure if I had actually been freed from Savathun, and without my light I was desperate to prove myself.”

The two lovers embrace each other deeply and Osiris's tone grows much softer.

“But in that desperation, in that challenge of proving I am myself, I came out a better version of myself than I had ever been. And I know you will do the same, because you are the man I fell for.”

Osiris looks into Saint’s eyes with tears running down his face as a weak smile spreads across his face.

“And I will always love you, no matter what happens to us.”

Osiris leans in and kisses Saint. Saint wraps his hands around Osiris and embraces the kiss as his mind is finally at ease.