"Yeah, she did. She also got rid of the one in me, but if I started to kiss you a lot, you'd have that little thing in your brain stopping it from going any further, like... maybe this isn't really Eden. Right?"
"I.. I trust that it's you, Eden. That's just what I do. I don't take things far because I care about your wellbeing."
"Because... because if you don't understand, then it really is just me, Sam! Because you know what it's like to have something else in there and... and you know what it's like! And you don't have it! So it's something wrong with me! This isn't a common side effect!" Her eyes were filling with tears as she stood up and began pacing. "It doesn't have anything to do with the spirits at all! I'm just... I'm just..."
He moved forward and clasped his hands around hers. "You're you. You've been hurt, and that is not your fault. Our experiences were different, Eden."
Her shoulders shook as she sobbed, resting her forehead against his sternum. "I'm so tired of being so scared."
He gently pulled her close, kissing her hair. "You don't have to be afraid, Eden.. It'll be okay. I promise."
She buried her face in his shoulder, her arms slipping around his waist. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm like this."
