Larksong Grotto Remember to remember me

While Tavi's words were not something spurred on by an impending mental breakdown, they were closely mirrored in what Reek had said mid-nervous collapse when he had returned to the grotto. You are all I have. Reek sucked his teeth and his eyes grew watery with tears. He held them back behind his eyelids like a dam, but the levee fell and yet another tear dribbled down the broken man's cheek. They were in the same boat, he felt: two lonely, fearful creatures, revolving around each other and towards inevitable collapse.

He pressed in close and shut his eyes tightly. "I think I love you, Tav," he whispered, voice weak and ragged like his battered body. In fact, he knew so. From the moment Tavi meantioned leaving, it felt as if Reek's heart had been wrenched from his body. Perhaps it had simply been the straw to break the camel's back, but Reek felt it more. While he did not necissarly know if what he felt was romantic love, he knew his attachment to Tavi was something he could no longer deny.