" It was as if there was a - it wasna a door, exactly, but a passageway of some kind - before me. And I could go through it, if I wanted. And I did want to," he said, giving me a sideways glance and a shy smile. He had known what lay behind him, too, and realized that for that moment, he could choose. Go forward - or turn back. "And that's when you asked me to touch you?" "I knew ye were the only thing that could bring me back," he said, "I didn't have the strength, myself. "