"Please do not speak in such a manner. Please I beg of you."
"I am nothing more than a shell of a man. I am an empty barrel. Even a mere goblin is better than I am!"
"I am not worth all this, my love. I am not worth it. I am not worth your love, I am not worth the dedication. I am not worth the sacrifice! I am not worth all this!" He too broke down in tears and cried even harder, trying to muffle his sobs so as to not get caught and put her in any more trouble.
"No my love, you are worth everything. You are worth everything I can give." Yes, this was the kind of romance she had heard of. The kind where sacrifices had to be had. She had prayed for a strong love, and the goddess had given her what she wanted. A man she was ready to give up everything for. This kind of love that only appeared in stories, and she was going to devote her everything to her love. No matter what.
