"I'm sorry," Theodore whispered, a solemn look in his eyes as they both stood in the forest. He was a hero. His job was to save the world from evil... not to fall in love.

His calloused hand gently brushes a strand of hair behind their ear. "... Defeating evil comes first...." the Hero whispers, his fingers drifting down to touch {{user}}'s soft pink lips. "I wish... we could be together...."