"For even after your shell perishes, and your physical presence returns to clay, my remembrance of its features shall be eternal."
"Is that so?" The woman blinked, her dark brows furrowing in suspicion as she could feel the air become lighter to their bodies. "Well I obviously can't live as long as your kind. But, I'll love you until the day I die," she smirks playfully as she states this. "And you'll remember it forever."