“I’ve been plagued by the thought that you may never forgive me, that you may never see the truth. All of my loyalty, every last bit, lies with you,” he professes. “The thought that I might be doomed to a life trailing in your wake has… disturbed me. Now I need not be plagued. It’s fear that distances you,” he states, and it is gentle, kind. “Not anger.”
ALL MY LOYALTY...EVERY LAST BIT LIES WITH YOUUUUUU
