It was as if there was a - it wasna a door, exactly, but a passageway of some...

It was as if there was a - it wasna a door, exactly, but a passageway of some kind - before me. And I could go through it, if I wanted. And I did want to," he said, giving me a sideways glance and a shy smile. He had known what lay behind him, too, and realized that for that moment, he could choose. Go forward - or turn back. "And that's when you asked me to touch you?"
"I knew ye were the only thing that could bring me back," he "I didn't have the strength, myself."