...It is. Before I talked to Vergilius and told him, all I could think of were reasons he shouldn't love me.

[Daan rubs the bridge of his nose.

He thinks, once again, how Marcoh asked him why his username was "loveless." And the answer he could not give the man.]

Which should be fucked up, because I was married once. I loved once.

[But he isn't sure that he'd ever been loved.]