I don't think I could ever hate you, Raven, ...least of all more than I hate myself. [ a self depreciating laugh. ] But if you're afraid of getting hurt, then that just means you're desperate for love, yeah, ..? since, like, you can't know one without knowing the other.

[ she reaches to take both of his hands, gentle, as she traces random patterns as she continues. ]

You're not a coward.

...something like this cuts deeper than any sword ever could, so it's alright to be scared. But you're not alone, Raven, you never have to be alone again.

Whatever this is, whatever we have, it's not going anywhere. Ever.