"Can I twist your ears and see if you go VROOM VROOM then?" Abigail chuckled before gaining a serious expression on her face. "Can I ask you about your illness? If it's not too troublesome to talk about.  It's just...I want to know you, and know if there's anything I can do to help you. Since you asked me about if I could love someone terminally ill...I've had this nagging feeling. You were asking for yourself weren't you? I'll still be here for you regardless...and my answer won't change."<br/><br/>She felt herself wondering if maybe she had asked the wrong question, or picked the wrong time. It was something had been bothering her for a little while. She wanted the truth. If he was terminally ill, she wanted to still stay by him and make the remaining time in his life special. She hadn't felt such a connection with anyone before.