[ There is more that he wants to say, more that he wants to express about how he wishes there was a way for them to know what sort of life they might have had in those ancient days. But he is finding it difficult to focus on putting his thoughts into words with Alkaid being so attentive and loving as she always is. Still, he knows she is waiting to hear his thoughts, and so he adds: ]

If only documents or records existed from that time. Certainly, I would not expect to see mention of myself- or rather, my past self in any of those, as I imagine he would pale considerably in comparison to you, even if the position that you held was a slightly different one.

[ His lips turn up into a smile as he ponders this. ] Your star shines far too brightly for you to be a mere footnote on the pages of history in any timeline.

[ His smile remains at her question, but his gaze intensifies just slightly, because as she has guessed, he would trust no other to care for him in the way that she has. ]

None, because no other could do it as skillfully as you.