I think I like it when you are honest about what you want and do not want. But I would not listen if you protested against this right now. [He kisses Bell's jaw, drawing the two of them as close as possible.]

I will trust your cooking. [A trust that is not returned, alas, but Youth would work on it. The admission gets a tightening of Youth's arms around Bell.]

Somehow I will find a way to stay and not disappear like this. It is not right to anyone. The place I was trapped in was important, but I do not want to talk about that right now. I want to be you and me and us right now.