
"Perhaps I will cut your throat as you tried to cut mine. Will I still want to touch you when your blood is on my hands? Or will it chase your ghost from my thoughts?"
He held his hands out and considered them for a moment, shaking his head.
"I think not. I think still...

"Perhaps I will cut your throat as you tried to cut mine. Will I still want to touch you when your blood is on my hands? Or will it chase your ghost from my thoughts?" He held his hands out and considered them for a moment, shaking his head. "I think not. I think...
