Sun Mote Copse Holding out

She instructs him to search Arunik'ra's old den, and the Doktor's eyes light up with the prospect of the black seeds. He feels no shame at her sudden understanding, only tailoring back his excitement, coughing awkwardly. 

She suggests breaking away from the seeds, a thought that Bastian can't bear. The man snaps out of no where. Nein. He hisses, the thought of being without their bliss incomprehensible. I vill not do zhat, Fraülein. Zhey help me in more vays zhan just a simple fix.