A flustered Eros scratched his own arm with the point of his arrow as he drew the bow. Psyche woke up with a start and lit a candle. Eros saw Psyche and fell deeply in love with her. What a business. The god of love himself lovestruck. You might imagine that the next thing he would do is fire an arrow at Psyche and that all would end happily. But here Eros comes out of the story rather well. So real, pure, and absolute was his love that he could not think of cheating Psyche out of her own choice. He took one last longing look at her, turned, and leapt out of the window and back into the night.
