He actually shudders to his toes as the Darkness leaves him, and I can't help the sardonic little smirk I give him over it. I knew he didn't notice it.

It's not like it hurts me. Not like it should upset me. But it does, because that it's so integral to who I am is what makes it so hard for me to have... anything else.

"Yes, that's what you call him." I purse my lips and sigh at him. "You can't. I won't let you put yourself in that position."