Ambrosia looked at him. She just stared at him...he was crying, she was crying. She didn't know what to do or what to say. "Yes, of course you can," She whispered, kissing him again. "I just want you to know that no matter how long I'm gone...your still my one and only love. I'll never love anyone else...I'd rather die," She told him...holding him close to her. She carefully moved until she was sitting in his lap with her head on his shoulder. All she wanted to do was fall asleep. Fall asleep and never wake up again, because she knew when she did, she'd have to slip away. (do you understand that joke there?) And leaving him would be worse than her worst nightmare.