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Erik {The Phantom}

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I am. [The answer comes immediately, nearly overlapping her question when he realizes what she might fear--his hand even drifts to his face, touching his mask only briefly before he continues.

He yearns to know if she is well, but that fear he sees in her...it wounds him too deeply to satisfy his own selfish needs before she is comforted.]

Injury did not create the visage I hide beneath this mask, my dear angel. I was born as I am--as yet, I am unmolested by this illness.

[...finally...]

What of you? Have you been afflicted?

No, I--I'm not sick. I'm only--I worry, that is all.

[ She's terrified and it's all over her face. She watched her father waste away from consumption. This is a nightmare. ]

[The fear on her face wounds him, and too late he remembers how her father died--those things that she alluded to when she believed him to be a spirit sent by Gustave Daee, if not the man himself.]

Christine...would you allow me to call on you? You shouldn't have to endure this crisis alone.

Yes.

[ The offer has barely passed his lips before she agrees. She'll make time later to feel guilty over it. She wants him with her too much right now to worry whether or not her actions are cruel. ]

Please.

[Something twists in his chest at the instant way she pleads for him--something he is both grateful for and tortured by.

And yet, he cannot deny her.]

I will be with you soon, my angel.

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