Haha, and despise me. [She knows. It is the same feeling.

Her knuckles stroke Alecto's cheek, a body that does not feel like a body against hers. It's hard to keep her gaze focused.]

Have you decided? I have been fighting to keep my heart for some time now. [The sedatives, the sleepless nights - and she is tired.] Yet I dislike surrendering, and it'd feel ungrateful. `