“I know your face too well.” He sighed. “You’re thinking you’ll have to kill me now, aren’t you? That I’m too much of a liability.” She said nothing, refusing to open her eyes. “Would you really do it?” She looked at him. “You know—you know I will not choose you at the price of everyone. It wouldn’t even save you if I did.” He looked away then. “You’d never forgive yourself.” Her jaw trembled. “No. I wouldn’t—”
