Sara did not know why she was doing this, but she felt for some reason if she did not save him then she would be dooming herself as well. Lifting her hands slowly she reached out, her movements hesitant until she cupped the side of his face. Gently turning him so that he had to look into her eyes, "And my anger is my other weapon, but if we give up on hope then why do you even bother hunting the elk? Would it not be simpler do just crawl into some hole and die?" she smiled as she looked into his eyes, finding that being near him made her want to smile, "As for love, everyone feels it or has felt it once a long time ago. All it would take would be for something to remind you of that feeling. Just like riding a bike, love is not something that you forget how to do. No matter how long it has been since you last used it." she did not know why she was saying all of this to him or even touching him for that matter. What socked her even more was that she was not completely turned off by the sensation of his skin against her own, the beard even added a kind of extra appeal to her. Even if he might think she was crazy she would not regret this moment, not for as long as she continued to live would she ever regret this moment.