"How do you know, Sev? You don't even know what I want, or what I need. All I need is for you to ... to want to try to walk away, instead of just telling me that you can't."
She gazed at him, frustrated and a little angry. Why was it so hard for him to just walk away from him, to be strong enough to turn his back on them, to step into the light, to be her friend again, like he'd been before. Before he'd gotten so entranced with the dark arts?
This, of course, was a large part of what had rifted them before. Was it even possible for them to be friends, let alone more than friends, with this rift between them? With the darkness swallowing him, with his utter refusal to fight it, to try to step out of it?