Hiro: Where do humans go after they die? 

Mika: Heaven. 

Hiro: I want to be the sky. So I always know where you are. 

Mika: Like a stalker. 

[Hiro smiles] 

Mika: 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.