"W-What? Didn't you hear a single thing I just said?"Bianca said in a fluster.
But Elian's eyes remained locked on her. His breathing was steady, and his mind clear.
"I heard. All of it. And I still feel the same."
Bianca wept bitterly as she tried to get her lover to stand up, "Elian, I know how much you cherish me and I am so grateful for that fact, but we can't marry…"
"Why?"
At Elian's simple questions, Bianca's shoulder slumped.
"How can I? You are going to be so much more. You have friends, a family that loves you. You are truly human. I—I am a fake. Having me with you in the Crucible will just make it harder for you..."
The Tyrant remained on the floor, waiting. His immense bulk made it impossible for Bianca to make him budge a single inch, despite using all her strength.
