The words seemed to weigh heavily on him, a confession of a truth both had silently acknowledged but never voiced. He swallowed, the act visibly conveying the difficulty he found in vocalizing these thoughts. "I can't deprive you of the pleasures in life because of my desire to be with you, can I?"
Lilith's tears began their silent descent, tracing paths down her cheeks. This revelation was unexpected. She hadn't anticipated that Kyle would have already delved so deeply into the heart of their predicament, even understanding and considering all its complexities. One of her primary reasons for resolving to let him go again was precisely this – the inevitable passage of time for her, a mortal witch, against his near-immortal vampire existence. The reality that she would grow old and die, while he continued on, had always been in her mind. She didn't want him to watch her grow old. She never want him to watch her die.