She knew it wasn't a disease. It has taken years and years of misery to realize that, but she had in the end. That didn't mean she didn't sometimes wish that she had been born normal.
She wanted to say this. She wanted to say what it meant to her that he would help her and that she would always have a place, but she couldn't speak. The tears, so well held back, were coming fast now and she leaned over, head on Toby's shoulder and arms thrown around him, hugging tight.