Something in Aaron's heart breaks, to hear that. There is a lot of pride in the person Julien has become: pride, or a determination not to show weakness, for in many cases they are hard to distinguish. Knowing that those walls are broken speaks volumes.

It is with sorrow, and with understanding, that he says, "Ni ista. Ni si." He brushes his thumb over the side of Julien's face, gently, shrinking away not at all from the changes or the tears.

Then, he takes Julien's face with both hands, heedless of any changes happening beneath them, and leans in. The words are quiet, barely more than a whisper, but clear. "Ach cin ú-ristatha, a ci ú-pelitha." He says it with belief.