“Now that we are men and have chosen our path… do you ever regret it?” I asked, not looking away from him. At his confusion, I knew my question had been too vague. “Do you wish you would’ve married and had children?” Do you regret choosing me? “No,” he answered without a moment’s contemplation, staring back at me with the kindest expression gleaming in his eyes and touching his hand to mine. “To wish such a thing would mean I regret my years with you, and that is a thing I will never do, Axios. There is no greater happiness than having you by my side.”