"Stella, I'd never leave you, not today, not tomorrow, not in millions of years!"
"But that's the thing Luke, in a million years you will be a rotting corpse, and I will be roaming this horrid world alone."
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"Thought you could run from me?"
"I knew I couldn't."
"I'm glad you found me, but I also hate that you did."
"The only way you'll escape from me this time is if one of us dies."
"Then one of us must, today."