Gwendolyn stood on the tips of her toes to press a kiss to Cameron's head. "Intimacy is beyond making love to one another," she whispered to him, "it's also seeing this. Experiencing pain together. If I were to love you less because you are human, then I would not deserve you or any man." In a humble expression of tenderness and love, Gwendolyn took Cameron's hand and brushed her lips along his knuckles. All her life, he'd been strong for her. It was her turn to return the favor.<br/><br/>Together, they left the gardens with their precious flowers in tow and made their way to the crypt. It was quiet, as it always was. The moment the door shut behind them, Gwendolyn spoke, almost as if all of them were merely sitting in the room.<br/><br/>"Look who I've brought to visit."