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ZONN: I have always loved you. From the first time I saw you. All my life. You are … everything I have ever loved, everything I ever wanted.
IPOLA:And everything that sticks in your throat … the “sand in your breechcloth,” I think you called me once.
ZONN: Well, yeah, that, too. But gods, you are … the impossible standard that no one else could ever match. Even now, after all these years … I … have never worn a chain. Because of you.
IPOLA: Oh, Zonn. Of course I know it has nothing to do with our love. Of course you need some time with your people to consider. I … there I go again, acting and talking from fear.. Sorry. So sorry. Cha na amanh.
ZONN: Cha nethron. I do know how it is. My darling one. For the first time I have something besides myself to lose. And it’s the worst time in history. I’m afraid, too. I am afraid.
IPOLA: But I did want to hear you say that you love me.
ZONN: That’s fair.
IPOLA: After twenty-five years? Not really, no.