on a more serious note though, the lutece story kind of make me cry, because it must be an ache and a joy to find someone that is not like you, but you, entirely you with all that it implies - those little unexpected things that will make you smile because you know you would have done the same, and those faults that will make you cringe because you don’t want to know you have them, too.

it’s not a matter whether they were or not romantically involved - it’s just every single person in this earth is looking for their “significant other”, and then rosalind did not find her other half - she found herself in another, and i think it’s so much stronger. i don’t think they could part, even if they wanted to, and though robert gave her an ultimatum with elizabeth, i cannot imagine him leaving her for it must felt the same for him.