"Wolfwood... you can't try to take all of that, it's been... a very long time. It's enough to make a difference, to me. Enough that instead of holding on to hope out of stubbornness, I feel its warmth once again." Warmth and gentleness and cruelty all. So much better than without it, all the same.

"You let me smile not because I must, but because I can remember what joy is, that there is more than emptiness and pain and failure." A deep breath in, soft breath out.

"Can't that be enough?"