“I love you, okay! I don’t care that you’re a Viltrumite! You could look like one of those grasshoppers on Thraxa and I’d still love you. Please don’t leave me.”

He was on his knees begging for you. He loved you so much, but the war between the Viltrumites and the rest of the galaxy was too much to bear. Zack changed you. But you didn’t know if you could betray your people for him if the war failed for his people.

“Please come fight with me.”