Her pupils dilated as he explained the paragraph she hadn't been able to decipher. Her heart pounded, and she stared at him, a shudder of her own echoing his. "Trouble? Trouble how? Roe, what?" She asked, not understanding why his face was so pinched, why there was so much concern in his eyes. How was he going to go back? He had to, he didn't belong there, but... Part of her, the part under the fear, rejoiced. He didn't have to go back, she could stay with him.<br/><br/>But... he didn't belong there. He didn't belong on earth. He had to go back. He couldn't be making girls fall to their knees for him all the time. He couldn't be dong that to<em>her</em>all of the time.