It took a minute for Urban to understand what she was saying. Something in Mircea seemed different, she wasn't finally avoiding speaking about the topic, he wanted to acknowledge from first.
A smile cracked on his face, he knew below that smile tears were threatening to spring out. All this time, she had been his muse, the answer to his riddle.
"Come here." He said to her as he opened his arms for her.
He waited for her to crawl onto him. He closed his hands tight around her, and froze the moment in his memory forever.
"You know," Mircea paused before she said, "the time we spent together, it was, splendid, you were, splendid." She retreated and looked deep into his eyes, as if she could see his soul by doing that.
Urban's hands tightened around her naked form, anxious about what she would tell him next, and make him fall in love with her further.
They hadn't brought up the word.