Watching Zenith fall silent for a brief moment, Marita confusedly blinked her eyes while staring still at his masked face.
But, after a brief moment, Zenith gently clasped onto Marita's warm pale hands that had started to turn a little colder, from the excess blood loss during surgery.
Meeting her gaze, he smiled brightly with tears glimmering in those beautiful orbs, "My eyes resemble my Mom. It was the only thing that I could attain from her…unfortunately. I had always wanted if could have attain some more feature from her, but the heavens didn't grant my prayer.
"I lost her way too long ago…but…you're the first person who made me aware of the gift I have attained from her when the whole world seemed to have forgotten her existence by now. Thank you…It made me happy as well…"