She has no choice but to answer. "I remembered the Grey Lady, and the Bloody Baron," she says at last. "You don’t know how to love someone, any more than I do. We never have before. I, at least, never will again. But you showed me what demonic love is like: it’s obsession, and terror, and possession. I realised what lay at the root of all your attempts to trap me and damn me. Your love, and my love, isn’t nice at all. It’s real – and I want it more than I’ve ever wanted anything before."