Lee smiled and shook his head. "Maybe it's just your natural charisma holding it up." He countered, and looked up at the sky. It was such a beautiful day, and if he didn't know any better, he could almost convince himself they were home. They never forgot one another. Dustin was fine. Lee hadn't gone down a dark path into torture and murder. He didn't think about any of that. He thought about the very second, and let himself fall over to lie beside Dustin. "I'm glad you were sent to kill me. That's how I found you out. And now they don't have you anymore. I do." He felt a rush when he said that, and had to take a deep breath to fight the lightheadedness.