She can fix it. She wants to. He won't be stuck like this, he won't want to burn the city to the fucking ground and kick in the skulls of people asking for help. Good. It's good. It's going to be fine because he has Anna.

He's looking. Looking right at her. She's touching his face. He doesn't want to break her hand or leave her up in this tree. He can't feel any of that animosity towards her. Other people, yes. Humans in general, yes. But her? No fucking way. So he watches her, can't let go, she'll fall. Not gonna let go. Not ever. He doesn't pull away. Won't even try.

Ghoul leans in, pulling her closer, and suddenly his mouth is on hers. Careful. Don't hurt her. Softly... not too soft, just be careful.

It's hard to be careful with Anna.