[ Caoimhe reads half of the text, frantically looks up at him as if looking for an expression. Then her ocean like eyes skim the last of the text, and without waiting she moves to rush forward closing the distance between them and giving the other a big hug. ]

No. [ She says. ] As long as you are here. No one will take you down - no one is taking anyone down. We all deserve to live, we all deserve a good life, we all deserve to know no matter the weight of our sins. Even we deserve far better then to sink below into the Ocean Waves. [ A fierce sort of tightness, words shared intimately for him. For herself? For everyone - even the forest. ]

No consequence of living, should ever be that at the end of it all. You don't deserve to live.