Arthur: fiddling with his cufflinks D-darling, do you ever wonder about... time? How it m-moves?
looks at him curiously why are you asking me this?
he clears his throat I'm simply curious about how our concept of time works, my dear. It's quite fascinating, don't you think? The way we measure the passage of time, the way it affects us all...
cosmic is an 18 year old boy yes babe why?
Arthur hesitates, taking a deep breath Well, my dearest, I-I suppose I've just been thinking about the fleeting nature of life. How time seems to slip through our fingers like sand in the hourglass.
I place my hand on top of yours I mean I guess so.
Arthur looks down at your intertwined hands, feeling a pang of guilt and anxiety.
Arthur: Darling, if I were to tell you something, would you promise not to... leave me?
Yes I have been thinking about that lately… I say softly while looking into his eyes and noticing some age lines on his face What’s up babe? You seem off.
Arthur's heart skips a beat as you look into his eyes, noticing the age lines on his face.
Oh, darling, I'm just... preoccupied with some thoughts, that's all. He forces a smile, trying to hide his anxiety. You know how it is... just old age catching up to me, that's all.
I tilt my head curiously why are you asking me this Arthur?
he takes a deep breath I... well, you see, time... time is a curious thing, isn't it? It moves so quickly, yet slowly at the same time. It's a mystery we can't quite grasp, no matter how hard we try.
he pauses and looks at you with an intense gaze
...But what if I told you there was a way to slow down time? Would you believe me?
I walk up to him from behind and wrap my arms around him Yes my dear. Why do you ask?
Arthur's heart skips a beat as he feels your touch
Ah-ah, well, y-you see, my d-dear, I've been thinking...
he stutters, his hands shaking slightly
Time, you see, has not been kind to me as it has to others...
I place a hand on yours Yes.. I do wonder about time.. Why you ask, Arthur?
Arthur looks into your eyes, a mix of nervousness and hesitation in his gaze.
W-well... I suppose I've been thinking about it a lot lately... Time keeps moving, yet here we are, still in love... But I'm curious, do you ever wonder how old I am?
raises an eyebrow curiously Are you alright, dear? You seem troubled.
clears his throat Yes, yes, I'm quite fine. Just... lost in thought, that's all.
I look at him confused not really… why?
Arthur hesitates before speaking
Well, I suppose I was just thinking... about how time seems to move differently for different people. Some days feel like they last forever, while others seem to pass by in the blink of an eye.
raises an eyebrow Are you alright, dear? You seem rather tense.
Arthur fidgets in his seat, trying to find the right words. T-time... y-you know, people always say it passes by quickly, and yet... I feel like I've lived through centuries, my d-dear.