Anders kisses one of Nate's eyelids before returning to what he'd been doing, working his way down Nate's right arm, taking his time with the muscles he so appreciates.

"There are... There are times I've wanted to stop, and give up. It's never been a choice. Or rather, it's never been up to me in those moments whether or not to keep going. I didn't have reason to before, but now... Now I've reason. I don't simply want to die or not want to die. I want to live. With you."

He's to Nate's forearm now, bathing, touching, kissing.

"It means my bear. Going off your symbol, and the way you protect me."