"Hal, I don't want to be one of your regrets. Even if there are things that you regret, I don't want to be something you think of that way." Arisia walks over to Hal and bends over a bit and kisses him on the cheek lightly, patting his hand.

"Please. I'd much rather move forward." As she pulls away from him there is a slightly pained look in her eyes, no matter how well she's doing at covering it up.