Savannah laughed at that. "Sure, and that would save us some of the arguments, but then it would make some of our conversations impossible, and I'd miss them. I like talking to you, even when you say insane things." She nodded. "I will."
She took his hand as he talked, and she could tell that he meant everything he said, but this was one of those time when he said crazy things, and she was trying to find a polite way to tell him that. "G, I understand what you're trying to say, but that wasn't a marriage in the first place. It's not just the license or the ceremony. You got married as a cover. I can understand why it might feel like it's the real thing, but it's not, it never could be."
She shook her head. "It's not the same example, though. It's not about the waiting, G. You can't sacrifice who you are. This is like you asking Sam not to be Muslim for you, changing an integral part of who he is, or like him saying that you can't be together, unless you convert. Would you do that for him? Would you alter who you are to be with him? Would he even be right that you did that? I can't keep being intimate with him when I know we might never get married, so what's the solution? Being with him and never have sex again? Do you really think that would work? I can't find a way to be with him that gives him what he wants and lets me be who I am, and that's why I'm down here."