Glimmer's face buried in her shoulder hides Ellie's expression, which threatens to crumple at the simple declaration.

She hugs her tightly, unable to speak past the ache in her throat, and lays her cheek against Glimmer's hair.

When they met, Ellie hadn't felt lovable in the least. Glimmer had been one of the few people to make her feel otherwise. Nowadays she's even starting to believe them.

"Okay," she says finally. And then, softer: "You too."