Silver Moraine you were one of those classic ones

"Yes... unless... unless you wanted to... I don't know, come back with me? That's if you want to. Um... you don't have to. You have... things to do, right?"
She brought forth a  frosty snout to nuzzle his shoulder, 
And suddenly every single lesson he had ever struggled, fought, and surpassed, fell away.

Nothing in the world mattered anymore. Everything he could have remotely cared about was nonexistent, and all of his life unraveled with string that spelled out her name. His methods, his care, his duty, all of it,

now belonged to her.

To Gwen, the light he thought would never shine in the bleak tunnel of memories he strove to erase.
And as of now, his objective was to make her feel as though she were the only girl in this fucked up world that mattered.  He would pledge his life to this goal, and because of this pledge, there was no going back, no matter how damn bad things got. He was an assassin,

and this was his final contract.

It took an insurmountable level of internal strength to not smother her in his kisses, but to allow himself the smallest joy, a valuable treat, of casting a very precise lick just on the side of her own lips. She would never know how much she had meant to him...it was lethal, and if lost, would immediately kill him.

But because of her graceful love, he found himself revigorated enough to take that step back, his words staining the space between them as he moved away from that white shadow.

"That is why I can not come with you."

He would be a distraction, not only to her but to himself. That was the last thing either of them needed. To stay on task was the current goal, to ripen the wine before they soothed their parched thirst.
He would wait and work hard for his wine to ripen.

Especially if it would bring that light back to those cerulean eyes of hers.

"I will come back for you...but if you need me prematurely," he surmised. "Then you know my name."

And like that, he turned into the unforgiving breeze, and reunited with the shadows of the unknown, intent on bringing both of them the peace their tormented souls deserved.