“I wish that were true for me…seems that all I feel anymore is anger and a desire for death everywhere I go …and it hurts so much like a silver rod is stabbing into my heart and there no way to pull it out…” His face contorted to one of agony as he nestled a hand on his heart as if he were really stabbed then it changed as he met Faith’s gaze once more “but looking at you it makes the burden ease some…” Gently he reached back to her lightly taking her hand into his while he turned away staring at the wall facing him. He just wanted the contact; there was nothing one could take as inappropriate or strange. It was just a lonely creature wanting to hold the hand of another living being. “I suppose it is by chance” he said giving her a light squeeze.