I will go wherever you lead me
On rivers of roses or rain
I will follow the signs that you leave me
The mysteries of joy and of pain
I will search for light in the darkness
Though I stumble through shadow and shade
Oh, if you are with me, of whom shall I be afraid?
You have lifted me up when I've fallen,
And driven the ghosts from my door
You have comforted me in my sorrow,
Wiped my brow when I've been sick and sore
You have shared in all of my triumphs
And blessed the crops that we laid
Oh, if you are with me, of whom shall I be afraid?
Oh, if you are with me, of whom shall I be afraid?
Of course. It makes sense.
Do you see it now, sweetheart?
You've been a wonderful soldier, Will. You have done everything I've asked you, and more. You could run this Sanctuary, hell, the entire network, brilliantly. Because you always fight for what you believe is right. Even when we disagree. I'm not too proud to admit that I am very used to getting my own way. Sometimes to a fault.
Right. Don't think you're going to melt me with that British charm of yours.
Perish forbid. You never compromise, Will, and that's the man I hired to be my protégé.
Honestly? I couldn't be more proud. [Will walks away from her]
On second thought, maybe I'll read you a story. Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Helen with a happy smile. And she had long, beautiful hair. One day, Helen discovered Source blood.
No, wait, this is the really good part. Bet you can't guess what she did with the Source blood next.
