Swiftcurrent Creek [m] Nothing will stop me; you crave the creature in me

"i don't know what to do for you, reverie," lestan answered, too quickly, too tearfully. "i'm afraid that you are going to just be gone one morning." tears beaded on his eyelashes, burning frustration.
"i want you to know i am not upset at you. only my own — inabilities." to protect her. to soothe her. to settle her.
he looked desperately at reverie now.