Hiro: Where do humans go after they die?
Mika: They go to the heaven.
Hiro: I prefer to be the sky. So I always know where you are. And always look after Mika from above.
Mika: Like a stalker.
Mika: Then, everytime when I look at the sky, I’ll think of Hiro. Clear skies will mean you are happy. Rain will mean you’re crying. Sunset means you are embarrassed. Night will mean you are gently holding me. Right?