No, Sharon, it's not-- [He watches her from his spot, biting his lip. There's really nothing he can say, he supposes, that'll make her see what he did to her. Not while she's like this.]

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said it. [He moves toward her, his voice shaking with the remorse he felt, both for hurting her here and everything else he'd done to her.[ I do want you, I want you too much. For you to be happy.

[And he couldn't let her out, he knew he couldn't, he knew what would happen if he did. But he was so tempted to just throw it all away and let her go. He knew she'd change back, go back to hating him, and he'd be alone again. Maybe it wouldn't be long before she changed back now, too.

Slowly, carefully, he put a hand on her shoulder.]