Lena Duchannes: I could hear the sound. The sound was me breakin'. I cried because he had lived, cause he had died. I had shattered. I was saved. I only knew the girl I was, was gone. He was right. No good could come from lovin' a mortal. They can't survive our world. Get out, go, Ethan. Claim yourself, in science, in hope, in love, infuriatin' gratitude. Claim the light, claim the dark, Claim it all.