“What if we ran out of goals? What would we live for after that? Assuming.” He feels himself swallow, and it’s like sandpaper. “Assuming we ever had... another option.”
“You always have a goal, even if it’s just to stop hurting. And if you aren’t hurting-- then your goal is to make sure you don’t hurt again.”
“....Look, I dunno if we’ll have another option. But as long as you’re here, I’m here too. And my goal is always to keep you safe.”






