We were born together. One single being that split itself apart. I do not exist without him; he does not exist without me.

[ That did come close to happening, once. And with it the end of everything else. ]

It was wonderful, Jewel. It still is. Only the universe seemed… empty. But so full of potential. We knew right away that we were capable of anything, so we chose to create. I recognize so many of the things we see here as our own.