Ezra did his best to raise his arms so that he had them wrapped around her waist. He ignored the pain he was feeling and her words pulling her back into a kiss that was filled with hunger and lust. His fingers dug into her back as he kissed her for what felt like would be the last time. He wasn't sure if she'd change her mind and he wanted to memorize the way her lips felt against his and the way her tongue tasted pressed against his own. He pulled her on top of him wincing slightly from the pressure of her weight pressing down on his broken ribs, but he refused to let up. His head began to feel a little dizzy after a couple moments and reluctantly he parted with her to catch his breath. He leaned back against the bed eyes closed as he panted a little and cringed.

"I came to terms with dying young since the first time you kissed me. I thought...I thought you were okay with it when you continued to come around. I've disobeyed my family and my religion, and I've nearly died twice now. You could have run...but I don't think you did. I don't remember seeing you run...I...I don't remember too much of what happened...but I saw your face and your feelings changed didn't they? You saw me almost die and you began to second guess me...was I really worth it?" He paused a moment to catch his breath wincing slightly, "I will die young even if you are not mine. I might as well...have a reason for giving up my life. If that man doesn't kill me someone else will. You put too much of it onto yourself. My near deaths are because I am a Jew and Hitler commands my peoples heads."

He placed his hand on her leg and let out a painful sigh. His stomach growled a moment and he let out a little bit of a laugh, "If you...if you help me this one time with my dinner...I promise to let you leave without trying to stop you...I just...I don't want my mother in here...fussing with me. Help me one last time and then you can go if you want or you can stay here in this bed with me and I can hold you until we fall asleep."