"Finally, you're here. Won't you please stop torturing me?" he asked, caressing her scarred cheek, her long wavy hair. "I absolutely need to know who you are! You have to tell me your name and why every time I see you I feel like I've known you all my life?! Why do I feel this strong desire to kiss you right now?" he added, cupping her face in his hands and touching her cheek with his lips. "No more running away," he whispered to her, "stay here with me for a while, and let yourself go."