Boys Don't Cry - The Cure

He sighed.
She cared in her own way. Probably because of Wilder.

"We could have tested it on my dad..." He muttered, ignoring the snow-white figure in the doorway beckoning him, despite how much it hurt. Her words were too faint and chiming to be the real thing. He tried to focus on Vesper's movements as she made another cup of tea.

"What would you do if you weren't a slave?" He asked, dragging his chin over the table as she moved about the room. Would he remember this conversation? He hoped he would. She never had the chance to explore the world. He didn't either actually, he liked sticking close to home.

"If you had a chance to do anything your heart desired... What would it be?" He asked. His voice shook a little as he trembled. Hopefully, the questions would help pass the time to find out how she felt.

"Speech"