Because she doesn't say anything, he doesn't say anything either, just lets the wind run through his hair, blowing the bangs from his face, knowing that it would probably be the very last time he saw her.

Knowing that, and somehow...even though a part of him can't accept it, he forces himself to. He had responsibilities, just as she did. But he'd never forget her.

The gondola docks, and he looks away from the scenery to look at her.