[ She doesn't resist when he pushes her away. She does, however, resist with her words. ]

You're not letting anyone treasure you—

[ At least, not in a way that doesn't involve him being thought of as a weapon and nothing more. Brows knit together, Ori moves her hands, using them to frame his face and pull him down such that he cannot avoid her gaze when she peers into his eyes, her gaze unwavering now. ]

We don't need you to be me! We need you to be Otegine. Being kind and caring doesn't have to mean devaluing yourself. I know I have to learn this, too... And so do you. We can help each other along the way.

And— I treasure you, Otegine. How can I make you believe me when I say this?