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Hector sighed, "yea, only that it's more like 'If you try to avoid your past it will come back to haunt you' same thing, different principal" he said, smiling back at her weakly.

Hector smiled, "I'd like to hope so, otherwise I have nothing to come back to" he said, taking her hand into his. "Just remember that when I'm not me, it's better to stay away" he told her, looking down at their hands before looking up at her with a serious expression on his face.

Vivian brightened a little, giving his hand a gentle squeeze, her eyes serious as they met his. "Alright. But if you can, just promise me you won't go suicidal when you aren't yourself. I know that, at least to me, it sounds far-fetched that you would become suicidal, but just promise me you won't even though....its still really your own choice. I'm sorry, I don't think I'm making any sense..."

"I..." Lowering her eyes again, she felt awkward now since her mind always drifted to suicide at one point in time or another. "I just don't want to lose you. I did say it was far-fetched that you would..." She muttered, trying to force away the awkardness, as well as understand why she felt a little hurt from what he said. Sometimes people aren't strong enough to do that... She thought to herself, shaking her head slightly. "Sorry...I dampened the mood again. I always seem to do that." She gave a fake chuckle that almost sounded nervous, forcing a slight smile.

The fake expression fell, opening her mouth to interject, but she stopped, closing her mouth again. Pushing herself up carefully with her free hand, she slid her hand from his, wrapping her arms around him. "I knew that you didn't think of me like that, but...I won't lie either, it did hurt. Your right though, it would tear us apart." Pulling back, she lifted his chin so she could look at him, a soft smile on her lips. "You're already forgiven." She kissed his lips lightly, touching her forehead to his when she pulled away.

Vivian nodded, placing her hands on his, noticing that the burns were almost completely gone on her hands. must be part of that power they were talking about.. "Well, these burns are almost completely healed now, I can probably walk. Hopefully there aren't anymore poisoned clothes. It really has taken too long..." Frowning slightly, she was swung her legs over the edge and tried standing, finding she was fine. Her body was covered in bandages so she hadn't been worried about what he saw. Nurses came over with clothes, shooing her behind a curtain as they unraveled the bandages and changed her. When they finally let her go back out, she looked at the faint scars on her skin, frowning. "It looks like someone patched me up..." She faked a pout, sitting down on the bed near him, the slipper-like shoes making a slight tapping when she had walked.

Blushing, she couldn't help but look at her arms again. "Thank you...But your wrong about yourself, you're quite handsome." She smiled, sighing like a little kid might. "I know...But I hate laying around like a vegetable." Blinking at the random change in subject, she did frown a little, sighing. "So do I...but maybe its better if he didn't remember. At least if its the case that he did something so terrible that his mind made him forget. I don't think that fits though." Straightening, she remembered something. "Could be he hit his head rather hard...wonder if he has a scar on his head...Bah, why did that sound weird to me?" She was also wondering why she was so energetic having just been on her deathbed.