Donʹt Worry Now About What You Canʹt

You're My Flame In The Dark. We Chase Away The Shadows Around Each Other.

A Year. We'd Known Each Other Only A Year, But We'd Lived A Lifetime In It.

I Know How You Guys Feel About Us. I'm Not Stupid, And Believe Me, I've Tried To Get You Out Of My Head. But There Isn't Enough Liquor Or Art Or Any Other Distraction In The World To Do It. I Had To Stop Going To Wolfe's Because It Was Too Hard Being That Close To You, Even If It Was All Just Pretend Fighting. I Couldn't Stand The Touching. It Was Agonizing Because It Meant Something To Me－and I Knew It Meant Nothing To You. I Kept Telling Myself To Stay Away Altogether, And Then I'd Find Excuses… Like The Car… Anything To Be Around You Again.

...but Dimitri...well, My Former Lover And Instructor Was In A Category All His Own. His Fighting Skills Were Beyond Anyone Else's, And He Was Using Them All In Defense Of Me. "stay Back," He Ordered Me. "they Aren't Laying A Hand On You.

Coming To My Rescue?' 'of Course. It's What We Do. I Rescue You; You Rescue Me. We Just Take Turns Whenever The Other Needs It.