... It's odd, really. He wasn't strong at all. Helpless. But when he was gone, he hurt me the most.

[Amelia may have given Briar form, but he was the one who reminded her that her heart was significant that there was always opportunities for seeds to be planted and grow in the aftermath of a drought like hers.

She looks up and into Gale's eyes and moves her thumb to trace the line of his cheekbone.]

... You're different, Gale. In the best way possible.

[Her voice is quiet, but her meaning is genuine even with the internal struggle that plagues her.]

I don't feel like you've ever doubted me even when I doubt myself.