It was a relationship grounded in faith, he realized.
Faith, friendship, trust, loyalty. They all fused together into an unbreakable chain. The chain wrapped around the two firmly, refusing to let them part. 'Til Death Do You Part.
He blew out a long line of smoke and watched it swirl around in the winter breeze until the curls grew fainter and fainter before disappearing altogether.
Nah. If one went down the Road to Hell, that bond would just drag the other right along. He thought of that time Al had tried to explain the Xingese idea of Destiny, especially the one binding two fated lovers together. Their big, thick chain was no delicate string decided by Fate. They had built it together, forged it and linked themselves together. They defied Fate and Destiny.
Yeah, that was it.
They were Rebels, inside and out. The strongest, bravest, greatest of humankind.