“We have to save the world," I reminded him. He reached for me. "The world can wait. I can't.”
“We can save the world," I say, trying to smile. "You and me.”
“This world can only give me reminders of what I don't have, can never have, didn't have for long enough.”
“He thought there was no hope for him. Me? I can't imagine a world without hope.”
“We have rested enough. Let’s not keep the far reaches of our world waiting.”
“Maybe it's because I can't have him that I feel safe wanting him. He's beyond my reach, so he won't hurt me.”