Arcee hasn't felt this swept away by anything or anyone in a long time -- is this what that feels like? It feels like it's been so long since she really opened herself to anyone that she's almost forgotten. She feels as though she's standing at the edge of something deep and bottomless, something significant; she feels the bottom drop out of her fuel tanks, the strange sensation you get from staring over the edge of a chasm. And for the first time in a long time, she doesn't shy away from it, her gaze locked on Orion's.

"Borrow the moonlight until it is through," Arcee sings, her voice rich with promise and emotion as it mingles with his, "and know I'll be here, holding you..."