"You’ve done so many awful things, killed so many people… killed the woman I grew up with, and loved. Looking at you made me feel physically ill, because you had taken so much away from me, you had shaken me to the core. Looking at you now, though… all I see is a man. A man who is broken beyond repair, and lost— though not lost beyond being found. I see the man behind the monster now, behind the makeup… I can see past what seemed like a blind, wreckless first kiss. You aren’t numb or careless. You feel more, remember more than you would ever like to admit, and it scares you."