"Then I'll leave it. I'll- I'll run away, become a writer, or- or something useful. I don't- I want you, Julius, however I can have you, and I don't want anybody else, or anything-" Gen sighed, bringing her hands up to press her fingers to her eyes, sucking in a sharp breath when she remembered her swollen eye. "Don't- just- please, Julius, don't write it off so quickly. If you- if we both want it, then we'll- I'll find a way for us to be together."