Bre was surprised at the anger she saw in his face. She had never seen him as angry as he was now. She reached for him, puling him into a hug and nuzzling her face into his neck. "Don't worry about it. It wasn't his choice. I did it to myself."<br/>She watched his tail droop and she kissed him again, this time taking longer, memorizing the feel of his lips against hers.<br/>"Tell me your idea. I don't know what to do, Helk. You're the one who's lived this. I've only been here for three years. I want the constant pain to end." She pressed her cheek to his. "I trust you. Take my soul, but give me yours." She whispered, knowing he didn't have a soul, but hoping he would understand.