"Did you plan this?" she asks

"Contrary to popular belief, I do NOT plan this." he replies

She leans forward "So what is this then? ..." and she looks like she is searching for words with which to phrase her next question

"I believe the queston you are looking for is 'WHY?' am I right?" he says confidently "Well I cannot answer you that, all I know is that somewhere, somehow, the delicate string is damaged beyond repair....." he pauses as if he doesn't know how to say the following "...and I haven't figured out where and how that happened!"

"This is what death is like, you know?" she says "And you are going to die..."

"I'm not afraid of dying...have never been" he adds confidently

"I know.....but this kind of dying you do alone!" she looks away "not only alone...but also lonely!"