[ . . . gods.

You're too good for all of us, you know that?

her heart is aching, terrified and fearful, but - in the face of comfort coming from a sixteen year old.... she offers up a smile. it's shaky, but it is sincere. he does make her smile.]

... then let's do that. We'll put on the calendar.

Any other requests? What else would you like, if you could have anything at all?