Well, love DOES conquer all, y'know

Eden's expression is tense, his lips pursed into a thin line, trying to hold back tears. ISAAC: "You wanted me safe. But at the same time, deep down, you wanted me to know you were still here. I got your message." He holds his hands out to Eden in offering. ISAAC: "I'm going to be here, whether you want me or not. You don't have to do any of this alone." Eden stares at Isaac's hands, his eyes tired and watery. He reaches a hand out slowly, but flinches back, remembering the curse of his pact. ISAAC: "Three years worth of protection wards from you every night, Eden. You could never burn me." Isaac gently takes Eden's hand into his own, their skin softly glowing blue with the ward where they touch, the first touch Eden has felt on his skin since the day he died. The burn never comes.