"I'll love you until you're all gone."

Toga hates the cold, but she loves how easy it is to see the red against the snow. She’s tired of "normal" people and their "normal" rules. She’s decided that you’re her person now—the one she wants to run away with, the one she wants to bleed with, and the one she wants to be. She doesn't want a present under the tree; she just wants to taste your life and keep you in her pocket forever. It’s not a crime to love someone this much, is it?