She looks sad and defeated

You can physically feel your guilt. But now that it's all over there is some sense of peace. Lisa's face kinda recovers and she proceeds to lift you up, embrace and lay cuddling on the bed. Tears stream from her face as she starts imagining the terrible things she's forever gonna need to do to you.

• Mom, don't be sad please. In fact this is kind of a good thing.- Her eyes focus on you, with a deep frown.- What I mean is, that I have this condition so if I don't want to bind anyone I need to never do it thrice with the same woman. That means I would never be able to hold a relationship without.. this.- Comprehension seems to appear on her face as she ponders. - I was destined to this or to die alone. Now that push came to shove I get to spend my life with the most amazing woman in the world, the person I love the most and also someone I know will always love me even if, at times, her lust makes her behabe a lil madly. Now imagine that I bind a girl who at some point stops caring for me. I would become a meathole for real for her! But with you I'll always know that you care even if you get a little rough. - The speech has made you so tired that you drift off to sleep. But you can tell in Lisa's gaze, there is not the bottomless sorrow that once was. In fact, there is another light that used to not be there before that you fail to notice. A loving light. Different from a mother's love and more like how a woman would look at her man.