[It's okay. He used to hate that touch - anyone messing his hair, with his clothes. He didn't want to be touched. He didn't want to be messed with my anyone, ever. But now...now it seems okay. It's been a long time.

They continue to sing together, the power of the music between them seeming to grow. Unknowing, feelings of Tiger's affection mingle into the empathic vibe of the words.]

And there's no mountain too high, no river too wide.
Sing out this song and I'll be there by your side.
Storm clouds may gather,
And stars may collide...

[For a moment, the music softens again. And Tiger finished, in gentle words:]

But I'll love you...no matter what you hide.

[They are both bathed in the warm pink light of Steven's gem.]