"Ev'ything hurts," she told him. "Tell me? More good things? Like you did." When she had lay dying on the dirty floor of Lucifer's basement, Iestyn had lay as close as he could to her, and - starving and tortured and so very weak himself - he had reminded her of the happier past. Given her good memories of past times to hold on to. And when she had lost consciousness, if it had been for the last time, at least she would have gone out with a smile.