"What if I want to be wild, with you," Jag shot back, eyes shining hard, both with anger and impending tears. His lungs were laced with something cold, the opposite of the flames that warmed him so. "Just because you're thinking about the future don't mean you can't live in the now. Fuck, Val. I've spent all evening with you, in a place that makes me - you know. I say one thing, one thing, when it's just the two of us, and you shut down faster than a tom's legs when she finds out you've no money!"