She slapped him,, hard, right across the face, "He is not a coward, I choose him to take me on the wild ride, we did not run." Sexy stepped back, stammering at him, she was mad? That's a new emotion, "He might not forgive himself, but he does everyone else, have you?" she snapped at him, "No," she answered, her eyes were lite up, she was excited at this emotion that was flooding her body.
Her finger came out pointing, "you are a naughty boy, you choose to be naughty, even when you know, you know, there's good there." He had proved it before, he had. "How is it the coward when he fights for others, fight for the right for all to be free, you fight to not be forgotten, when you will never be. The bad aren't, cause they are made examples."