starswing | The Future Past III; Gerome and Cherche

Cherche: Gerome? Pardon me, but are you the Gerome of this world?
Gerome: Wha--? But how--? I mean--
Cherche: "Hello, Mother," would do. It's so good to see you-- especially in one piece!
Gerome: N-no... Stay back!
Cherche: What has gotten into you?
Gerome: This must be a trap. My mother was killed by Risen long ago. And no matter how much I long to see her... no matter how much Minerva misses her... she can never return. It's not possible. Stay away, you impostor!
Cherche: ...... Well, I never claimed to be your departed mother. But still...
(Minerva cry)
Gerome: What is it, Minerva? Why are you so happy?
Cherche: Thank you, Minerva. She says she's glad to see me, whether I am the Cherche she knew or not.
Gerome: You understand her? Then... you must be my mother. You must...
Cherche: To me, you are a son, Gerome. But I come from another world. So no, I am not the same woman as your mother.
Gerome: So you ARE an impostor. I knew it. In that case, leave us... before... ......
Cherche: Do not cry, Gerome... If I am the impostor you say, then those tears are wasted on me.
Gerome: ... Wh-what tears?
Cherche: Such a strong boy. Here...
(Cherche removes Gerome's mask)
Gerome: Ah!
Cherche: Such a heavy mask you wear... And so much sorrow and pain it was made to hide... I am so sorry I left you. Your mother should have stayed with you till the end. But you see? That is how I know how strong you are. You never gave up.
Gerome: ......
Cherche: Now that your struggles near their end, I am here to struggle with you. You needn't accept me as your mother. But all the same, I swear to defend you and Minerva both. Where this world's Cherche failed, I intend to succeed.
Gerome: ...... You'll fight by my side? But why trouble yourself with a stranger's problems?
Cherche: You are no stranger. You are my son-- in any world. Taking care of you is my greatest joy!
Gerome: Thank you, Mother. I am glad I got to see you one last time.
Cherche: Here. You probably want this back.
(Cherche returns mask)
Gerome: And, Mother?
Cherche: You do not have to say it. I already know, Gerome. And I love you too.