Martin felt confident that she might understand his killing people if she understood it’s benefits to keeping him from killing just anyone he pleased. A conversation for another time, of course.

“What love story didn’t have drama and a challenge in it?” His eyes lit up as he said this. He had clearly been in a cell reading and rereading his favorite novels for a bit too long.

“I am willing to do whatever you want me to do,” he reminded her before kissing her again. “And I’ll be here any time you need me.”