That order set something off. Bianca was his love, his life and his reason for standing strong against everything happening in the past. Of course he lasted through determination and love for his family, but Bianca was the one who gave him strength and purpose through it all. She wasn't for anyone else, just the two of them in their future that would hopefully cease to exist once they were done with this mission. He shuddered, eyes fluttering closed and he leaned forward to hide his face along Cole's neck to avoid looking at him. His limited movement reminded him of the harness and kept him from getting too agitated and yet he held on to Bianca as best he could.

"Stop," he said. He could feel the rest of his words fighting to escape, to tell Cole everything and give Bianca to him, too. It was an almost painful urge, his head beginning to swim from the resistance while he felt that cool oil coating his mind begin dripping down onto his heart, tainting it like the rest. This was one thing he had to keep and yet every moment ticked closer to the point where Chris would give it all up just like he had everything else so far. "Please. Stop it."