He knows that feeling. Oh how he knows it. She's speaking words he knows too well. I've given too much to the Green. I'm just not your guy. I'm sorry.

The feeling of being ripped apart again. The feeling of becoming something different, giving up his outward humanity for the last time after being given a second chance...

The world around him has blossomed. strong displays of emotion manifested in brilliant swirls of color and flowers, strange perfumes fill the air and the creature looks at her and then looks down at his hands.

"Yes. Almost like it's your destiny. Almost like it's calling your name. When you wake up it's there, when you sleep it's in your dreams."

And the vines crawl down your throat.