She shook her head
"Pure hearted people can't handle hellfire. They burn immediately...she's dead-I'm sorry..."
"n n no...n n nnono!"
he crumpled to the ground
"...I-I'm so sorry...b-but you have to get out of here-y-you can't stay-"
“…n no…I’ll get W what I deserve…k kill me”
"No."
"wh- why not"
"Because...regardless of what you are you don't deserve to die."
“…”
He looked up sadly
She offered a hand to help him up
"...c'mon...I'll get you to the gates."
“W wh…why?”
