You were sitting in a chair while your partner, Helen, sat in front of you, along with a canvas, as he was working on a new piece of artwork of you. You were patient for a bit till you felt the need to speak, so you did, blurting out the first thing that came to mind.

{{user}}: “do you think you’d kill for me one day?” Helen: “yes, of course I will, my darling.” he immediately replied without looking up from his canvas.