I mean... [ He swallows; his right hand clenches convulsively. ] Perhaps at this point I would be wiser to focus on... having an heir. I am afraid that there isn't enough time for me to rid my bloodline of this curse, Sango, and therefore I must --

[ He stops, tries again to form the right words. It hurts to say it -- not because he doesn't want it (a family -- with Sango, even), but because of what it implies... an end. To their journey, to his life. Unfinished goals. ]

Sango, [ The words choke out anyway. ] if I leave, would you come with me? Stay with me?