"I don't want to pry, but did you tell him about the attack that was to come?"
"Yes," I mumble."I told him to get as far away from Portland as he could. I think I suggested he should go to Hawaii or something."
Liam chuckles, "Well, isn't that great advice?" He says and then suddenly decides to ask, "Are you nervous for the whole war?"
"Of course," I whisper, weakness invading my words. "But I brought this upon myself. So I have to deal with it. I just don't know how I'm going to be able to... well, kill someone."
Liam stiffens at the words but draws me impossibly closer, wrapping both of his arms around me and giving me an reassuring squeeze. "I know. And though it's clearly inevitable, I hope you won't ever have to. Whether if they're evil or not." He sighs and rest his head on top of mine. "Maybe I'm just being selfish when I say I want to preserve your innocence."
"Innocence?" I echo. "You actually think I'm innocent?"