Whatever they want to do. The freedom of it is at once exhilarating and terrifying. They stand at a crossroads, staring down divergent paths that each stretch into a boundless future. A bright unknown. Whichever way they choose, there is no going back. And whatever choice they make, they might not get to keep — nothing guarantees that they'll survive whatever happens tomorrow night.

No wonder they've deferred their decision for as long as possible. It prolongs the illusion that things can stay the way they are. Or the way they were.

Wilhelm wards off the gnawing, gnashing fear that this could be their final night through locking himself to Iris' side. As if the intertwining of their hands and the tangling of their bodies might form a bond stronger than whatever forces are tearing this world open. Stronger than death. Something like fate; both of them are determined to create their own.

"Mm," he hums in the affirmative. "The offer still stands."

To follow Kyle to Viktor's world and from there explore the universe as they please. A dozen more forking paths. He pulls in a breath, stroking Iris' hand with his thumb

"You know, I always though that if given the choice...I would stay here. But now I don't know. I don't why it's so hard to decide. It's like...everything is changing." He seeks Iris' eyes. His voice softens. "I'm scared."