Tears poured down Asa's face, cascading down her cheeks one after another until they're pouring off her chin.

"I'm not fit to live here," she said, throwing herself against him. She clutched at the fabric of his shirt as if her very life depended upon it. "But if you fulfilled your promise... I'd still have reason to live. It doesn't matter who you are or what you are... I would accept you, I would love you! All you would need to do is the same!"