[ Adra takes Bel's hand, squeezing it gently. He can't speak to this experience, of course; he hasn't had it yet. But he can imagine it well enough. ]

Belthazar. Feeling reluctance, or regret, when taking a life ... it's not a bad thing. So many people--in our world, and in this one--kill as though it means nothing. It doesn't. Every death is a world destroyed.

[ He kisses Bel's forehead. ]

You do well to remember that. And if you hesitate because of it ... well, that's why I'm here.

[ He stands up. He'd seen the bloody heart marked on the map, and he knows, with dread, that it's their final destination. Still clutching Bel's hand, he starts to walk. ]

Let's go.