And that was about where Didi forgot she was not, in fact, immortal. Even if she'd never been immortal, she wouldn't have cared; she loved him and he was collapsing on a forest floor. She closed the gap between them in a few seconds.

"Oh no," was all she murmured, and she tried to get her arms around him, tight tight tight, as if her hands alone could keep him together. "Stay, Jonothon. Stay."