This is going to be difficult to put behind him. Omega has learned to let little things go, and to weather the greater grievances without whipping up into a storm of his own. This is different. His own mind violently rebels from what she's told him, but sooner or later they both have to accept it. And it will never happen again.

He can feel her breathe, slow and easy; he barely feels the water compared to the beloved sensation of her body against his. Everything about her is hypnotic to him, calming in all the ways he needs, ways he could never find in anyone else. It's all right. For now, it's all right. They're together, she's safe, and she'll be whole again soon. If it means him following her to Montana, or Costa Rica, or to the bottom of the ocean, he'll do it. If it means holding her under the spray of water until the sun comes up, he'll do that too.