"Mm..." Running her unoccupied hand through his hair again, Tear was careful to be gentle whenever she came across a particularly stubborn tangle amidst the longer locks. Years of experience allowed her to fix them with ease, but there was still only so much she could do with their current situation. "I'll be sure to let you know if you are being careless, then."

Her own gaze turning to their hands, a thoughtful look overcame her as she considered his words. It did indeed feel strange to walk within these bodies that were still undoubtedly their own, but echoes of the familiar from before entering Pandæmonium were undoubtedly there in his features.

"That would... depend." Though his sentiment was appreciated, it was difficult to not default into the present and practical. "I'd hate to think we may have lost significant time together, or lost the opportunity to save this world."

"But for us... you're right, it doesn't change anything. You're still an idiot—" Yet, her quiet smile returned. "but the idiot whom I love and foolishly chase anyway, who back needs to be looked after as surely as my own sometimes does. You proved quite well that that hasn't changed in however much time may have passed."