In any other setting, Rinoa might have teased him, for 'how.' Pointed out that he knew how, as he'd been practicing with every girl who'd let him for the past few years.

Now wasn't the time. Especially not with how ... stricken, he seemed to be.

"Some kind of time loop," she said gently. "Every now and then, you get to see ... possible futures. Apparently, she's one of mine."

And his, and theirs. In some world, they patched it all up and had a beautiful little girl. They seemed happy.