You were my asylum.  

You helped me forget the past.

I trusted you...

I was wrong.

You looked into Aili’s eyes. They showed as much despair as yours, but had that extra resilience and perseverance that could only come with age. Aili placed her hand on your shoulder.

“We can’t stay here,” She said.

“I-I know,” you sighed, trying, and only just succeeding, to hold back your tears, “but where?

“Somewhere they won’t find us.”

“B-but that means-”

“Leaving the ship.”