[ Mention of Amos's name has the satisfied look in Yima's eyes deepening; apparently she agrees with Misa's assessment of his character. ]

Then we will be patient until you find them. Misa... your vision for the future is clear. It is not a gift everyone can share, and there will be those who cannot understand the sacrifices you have made and will make.

Know I see you as you are. I understand.

[ And will be supportive of her, no matter how difficult the choice, how great the sacrifice she makes — or how great a sacrifice asks of others.

Yima rises to her feet to take her leave, and as she passes Misa's chair, her fingers brush lightly against the Zenite's shoulder. It will leave Misa with a feeling of bolstered confidence for the remainder of the day, feeling a deep and resonating connection with the Zenith. ]

We will see what they cannot. When their eyes finally open... they will see as you do.