NOTE: This has been copied from its original post verbatim, including misc jabber before/after.

Meryll, [sigh…]
Gabe, “What’s wrong?”

Meryll, “I don’t want you to go to Scotland.”

Gabe, “Aw, Kitten…”

Gabe, “I’ll be back before you know it.”
Meryll, “I guess.”

Meryll, “You’ll prolly meet some cute Scottish girl and fall in love!”
Gabe, “What?? No way!”

Meryll, “Somebody who’s more mature and prettier.”
Gabe, “Meryll, stop that.”

Gabe, “Hey, look at me.”

Gabe, “You are beautiful, and perfect. And I like you this way.”
Meryll, “Really?”

Gabe, “You have the rest of your life to grow up, and I’ll be there to grow with you.”
Meryll, “Aww………”

Meryll, “Can’t you just stay here a little longer…?”
Gabe, “Kitten, you know I can’t.”

Meryll, “But… it’s so long…”
Gabe, “I need to go, I’m sorry but there is no time for this.”

Gabe, [sigh…]
Meryll, “I… I don’t want you to…”

Gabe, “Mmmmm…. Why are you so hard to resist…”