George looked at her for a long moment. Finally he replied, "And why do you find it so hard to think someone might like you and want to do things for you?
As long as there's life, there's hope.
I love you, Jonathan," she whispered. A long arm snaked around her, and he pulled her against his side. "I know," he said. "I just wanted to be sure you knew it, too.
Never before had she seen such creatures, though they looked much live very large, very shaggy white goats. Thin black horns punctuated the top of their long faces. You look like a collection of grandfathers, she thought, amused.
If you look hard and long, you can find us. If you listen hard and long, you can hear any of us, call any of us that you wish.
So long as there are nobles and commoners, the wealthy and the poor, those with power will be heard, and those without ignored. That's the world.