「彼が私を見る時、私が足りないものを・・・私が不完全だって知らない。私を、私自身を見てくれる。楽しそうに、毎回見てくれる。毎日そう。私が助けてあげないと、彼は死ぬ」
When he looks at me, the way he looks at me... He does not know, what I lack... Or - how - I am incomplete. He sees me, for what I - am, as I am. He's happy - to see me. Every time. Every day. Now, I can either save him... or let him die.
