He knew she was right. He knew about how fragile time and space was. He knew what he was doing was wrong, but that couldn't stop him from continuing to do it.

"How long is too long?" he asked.

He spun her out once more, and stepped forward to take her back into the classic waltz embrace.

"I don't want to break the laws of time," he lied. "I just want to bend them a little."