Arras poured me a cup of sludge and made sure that N'g couldn't hear us.
"She is not meant to be here." The old man looked as me with a glare.
"She brought me here, and I decided that, s-(Part scribbled out), I decided that I wouldn't leave her behind." I said, in my firmest voice.
"You love her."
"I do."
"She does not love you."
'I know."
"And you can accept her, with all her faults, and let it pass by?" He said, his voice softening. I saw something in his eyes, a glint of... What?
"I can, and I do."
"Then we have much to work on."