"How could you!" I screamed at him through tears. They poured out of my eyes like a smooth river. Casting warmth where they came and ran, but brought a cold with them that made me shake.

"Food is low and we live in a dump. We'll only die if we keep living like this. I thought the consolation would help you live a good long life." David answered, his voice cracking on the last few words.

What David said only made me cry more. He had Signed his life away, to save me. I took me a few minutes to calm my self down enough to talk. I was still shaking and sobbing, but I had to ask,
"Why couldn't we just die together?" I said looking up at him with the most mournful eyes that I knew I might make him cry.

"Because you don't deserve that! You don't deserve to live in a block of dirt in a district. You don't deserve to scrounge and steal just to eat a few bugs off the street. You don't deserve any of that!" David shouted at me furious it seemed that I should even ask such a question. With that he threw up his hands and walked out of the room into the streets that now started to clear for curfew.