<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Not entirely," Cameron admitted.  He'd resolved never to lie to Gwen, which made it difficult to keep secrets when she was so infernally observant.  His arms tightened around her.  "Not really at all," he added more quietly.  "Today has been a bit like being on a runaway horse -- knowing that eventually the horse would tire and stop, but not knowing if it would have unseated me before then, knocked me to the ground.   I feel bruised all over, and not in my body."  He curled tighter around her.  "You are also the only person I can ever imagine admitting that to, bright heart."</span></span>