"You never wanted to risk anyone," I sigh, closing my eyes for a second as our foreheads meet. I brush my nose against his, then sigh again, shakier this time.

"Except yourself, to the point where you always sounded so..." Suicidal. I clear my throat, and open my eyes again. "But it wasn't your decision to make. And it wasn't your decision that was made. You needed me, you needed my help. And I, for once in my existence, was willing to put myself and my wants aside and do something to help someone else."

And, oh, maybe that's what being human really is.