— You set the pace again.

— Someone has to keep up with your heart.
— (laughing) It only runs fast when you're next to it.
— Barcelona at seven in the morning — just us and the light.
— Maybe that's what home is. Not a place. A person who runs beside you.

— I want to see how the light looks on you down there.
— Then come find out.
— I didn't know the sea could feel like this.