Blake stared at him for several long moments. Maybe Godric was right. But he sighed then and shook his head. "It's selfish of me. I know. I could have let you continue to take the potion and .... go down another road. But I didn't give up the one woman I wanted to marry and have a family with to be with the man you were on that potion. I didn't fall in love with the man who didn't want to care about anyone so he could feel better. I didn't travel the whole of South America to try and get over a man who wouldn't notice if I stayed gone, I didn't learn how to control my ability to let you go and I did not force myself to remember everything after weeks of blissful ignorance just to face a future with a shell of the love of my life. So if we get to the end of this, and I don't like it, then I guess I've failed but at least I have fucking tried. I've not 'made do' I've not given up, or resigned myself to a life with someone I can't recognise but can tolerate, I'm not backing down from fighting from what I believe in, I'm trying. If whatever I have left at the end of this in nothing then so be it but I am completely in love with you Godric and that is not a weakness."
After a moment Blake merely sat back on the bed, resting against the wall. He flipped open his book. "Eat something. You'll starve."