He always knew there were some things you had to have. Food, air, water. He never realised there was more.
Hope. Looking into her eyes, hearing that promise, a promise of a place to stay taught him what hope was.
Faith. The first time she asked him to trust her all he wanted was to run, but he stayed, and she kept her promise. It taught him what faith was.
Love. As he lies next to her, her naked skin pressed against his back, her scent spread into every one of his pores, he finally knows what love is.
Everything.