Redhawk Caldera you must become an island.

Indeed, she stiffened against his embrace, but that didn't stop him. He inhaled swiftly and held his breath as she unleashed an onslaught of words. She made a strong case against herself, but he was already shaking his head in disagreement. "You couldn't have known. It wasn't your fault," he insisted, though the syllables sounded hollow even to his own ears.

Another ragged breath, and then: "You have to trust me. Just let go and trust me. You put up this wall...you keep me at arm's length. That's how we end up getting hurt. But if you just...let go, let me in...please, Fin. I don't want to be here without you. I can't." He withdrew, putting enough space between them that he could look down at her.

"I can't lose you too..." he whispered, dropping his gaze abruptly to his own paws.