Richard-Armitage

“May I touch your face?” said Miss Reba McClane.

He wished she had one flash of his Glory. But she could not have that and live. She must live: He had been seen with her and she was too close to home. Still, he would like to share. He would like to share with her a little, in a way she could survive.

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“You! What were you doing? You nearly got yourself killed! Did I not say that you would be a burden, that you would not survive in the wild and that you have no place amongst us? I’ve never been so wrong in all my life.