<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Paul Ravitz</strong></span><br/>Unknown<br/><br/>Paul's own eyes widened as she spoke, relief coming over him, quickly drowned away by her words.<br/><br/>"Wha-? I- No! No, I'm not going to ki- I'm not going to hurt you. Not again. Not ever. I promise." Some may think he couldn't understand what a promise was, what it meant, but he did. He knew what it was to mean something with all your being and have the intention of holding true to that statement for as long as you stood on the Earth. Sighing, his head turned, unable to look at the girl. "I'm sorry. I couldn't control myself."<br/><br/>Those simple words felt like he was giving himself away, telling some secret that no one should hear. Obviously, it was pride boiling within him, the pride that he had held on to for ten years, never asking for anything or weakening under the others. He would not let himself be seen as a weak child, the way he knew they all thought regardless. This time, something in her eyes told him that he had to drop that silly pride and simply say what he felt.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry..." He realized he didn't know her name, or who she was. "Wait. How did you even get here?" His eyes returned to her in curiosity.