"When you enter a room, all eyes turn to you. You blaze like a torch, lighting the darkest corners, brightening even those who thought they were already well lit. You bring joy and mirth and leave behind a glow that gives hope to those you left." "And you, Mr. Makepeace? Are you one of those who thought themselves well lit?" "I am as dark as a pit." Now he was glad her back was turned. "Even your torch will have difficulty lighting my depths."