Naila al-Kimyai is the Demon's (head) wrote in rooms,
Re: Iris' bedroom "Gray"/Iris
[It was an old argument. Her insistence that some harm would come to him from her presence in his life and his assurances that such a thing could not happen. He sighed and looked down at her flat belly, reached out to lay his hand atop hers, the tips of his fingers across the back of her wrist.] You would not hurt me, Colombe. I know this. Whoever these others are, they are not me, and I am not them.
I wish you would believe me when I tell you this. [He sighed as she drew away, hand slipping from hers, but the other remained at her back, a tether, a lifeline if she needed it.] Why do you want so badly to be someone you are not? Why not be the best you?