The torture had gone on for so long he could no longer remember its start.
He stopped hoping that they were coming for him.
It was obvious by now that they weren't.
Not for him.
Her words were honey, thick and sweet, oozing through his mind, other voices echoing below.
"They never appreciated you."
"...and slightly sad."
"Never believed you."
"Silly arse."
"Never trusted you."
"Just go home."
"Never saw what you could be."
"Not much there, is there?"
"But I do. We could do incredible things together, you and I. Together."
His eyes drifted up to hers.
"Yes."
