[Dorian smiles, a fragile expression. He leans forward, but not to kiss Judas. Instead, his voice comes out delicately, so that it will only be heard by Judas's ear.] I don't like losing what's mine, Judah. And I want so much to ask you to stay with me, to let me keep you. But I understand wanting death, so I can't ask you that. I can't demand your life when we would both have given it away long ago, had we the choice.