There is a long moment as he collects his thoughts, and then -

"...You...you told me that you...you loved me, from the first moment you saw me." The words tumble out, haphazard, stammering. "But...how did you know? That it was...."

Something in his heart twinges, and it isn't hard to tell he is trying to work something through.

"...That it was real? Even though we had never met?"