"I know that. It's. It's easier to bear sitting away like this, with just ourselves and not the crowd." He smiled gently.
"But know also that the memory of that night burns warm in my chest. The lightness there in the knowledge of you, that we may be together. It damps my fears, and keeps me warm against the chill of my bitterest moments. If we are to taunt temptation then at least I have the memory to tide me over. Know that in my quiet moments alone in my bed, I may have occasion to think on it, your actions and words indelibly marked on my soul. My hands becoming yours in my imagination, my completion, my undoing, all at your hand."