Well, there's a woman with me...or there was, at the camp before I was taken here. Ishtar is her name. She was chosen by God, too, so...perhaps she is also immortal.

[He rubs the back of his neck, suddenly sheepish.]

Regardless, we've both faced hardships and have grown close for it... Whether she'll grow old without me, or we'll both grow old, or neither of us will...well, I planned on asking her what she would think of marrying me.

[So embarrassing. He half-considers making this private. He doesn't normally make the first move, leaving it up to the other party to show interest - and she definitely has, but...well, it's a mixed bag that would take more time than needed to get into.]