Lia, all that I am is what I do. I'm not meant for a tame sort of life, to dwell in bucolic splendor. I'm a city rat. I ache for it. I was made for it. And I wouldn't expect you to live as I do. I wouldn't want that for you. But its all I have to offer."
"Then--I accept."
He brought a hand to his forehead and began to laugh. "Its like being snared in a sugartrap. You wont listen.
