[She turns herself around in his arms and presses her back against his torso. Her eyes turn up toward the sky. It almost feels like a normal night. The Darkness was doing her a favor and keeping its distance.]

I wanna really big bed an' a fireplace like you--you always see 'em in Christmas pictures. It'll be quiet an' warm an' with you.

[One hand still held the bottle and her other clasped over his hand.] I love you. Really. I'm a liar, and I lie about a lotta things, even to you, but...but I really, really love you. Sometimes I wish I didn' have anybody else so I could just love you.

Sometimes...shhhh. Sometimes I wish...I wish they'd all die.