"Blindfold me, then, like you always do! If I can't see your face, blindfold me!"

"No, Evey..." V replied with an almost-resigned sigh. "I've already told you - no more blindfolds." In its place on Evey's shoulder, one black-gloved hand trembled slightly. "No more blindfolds."

"V..."

"I won't blindfold you again, Evey..."

"Please, V! I... I love you!"

There was a pause before V turned to look at Evey's pleading face, framed by short curls of sandy hair, and asked, "But might I request... that you close your eyes?"

After all... you cannot kiss an idea.