“Zion’s still in there!” I yelled, wild-eyed and desperate. “You have to… please, just get him out of there. Do your star hopping whatever thing—fucking please!” At this moment, I had no shame and gave zero fucks. If Ziggy needed me to get on my knees and properly beg, I would. Anything to save the love of my life. Fuck… he’s the love of my life.
