Almost there - on the way, anyway

So how good is he ? I've told you before how he could charm the birds and all - well, he is that good - even down here. You would honestly think his life depended on it. He even has me going more than a bit.
When he's about half way through ( I know how his songs go, usually) I look across at the two who matter - she's so obviously in tears that I know it's OK - him? well he's trying his best not to let anything show, but I can detect a little lump in his throat - he's kind of breathing a bit more heavily than usual, but I guess he'll deny it all at the end, just to make the point and keep me down here. He really isn't playing fair at all. Looking across at Tony, you can see he's on the verge of tears himself, and he's giving Mr H dirty looks - he knows what he's up to !
Anyway, the song finishes and he stands there waiting for an answer. Before Mr H can say anything, the others say how much it moved them and kind of make it difficult for him to say it didn't. Mind you, he is in charge, so his word goes -let's just hope he listens to what they say and agrres to let me go after all.
You can see him thinking very hard about it - like when he was going to say "No" before - then his other half comes up to him and whispers in his ear and the look on his face changes. Just like that. Looks like Tony's done his bit like I asked him to, and she's sussed his plan - and she's not about to let him get away with it. Now you can see him looking more than a little pissed off with it - he can't get what he wants, because she won't let him ( I wouldn't have, anyway, but she doesn't know that - I'd be much more likely to head off with Tony - she certainly doesn't need to know that !!) so his only thing now is whether he screws things up for me just because he can - I don't think he'll dare do it out in the open, she'd never speak to him again - but I do know he's more than a bit sneaky when he wants to be. We'd better watch out, I think.
I look across to my hero and he's looking back at me, with the sort of look I used to die for ( before I did, that is) and it just makes me turn over inside and go all soppy... don't ask

Anyway, after a minute or two ( must have been that quick , but it seemed like eternity to me) Mr H makes his mind up. He says that the song's good enough to make him let me go back - says he's earned the right to take me with him, but that he's got to make sure he doesn't look back, not even once, or the deal's off for ever and no second chance. Sounds fair enough to me, it's in line with what we agreed all the way back then, but I've got a bad feeling about him - I don't trust him at all.
He knows he can't have me, but that doesn't mean he won't try and mess things up for me, just out of spite - well, you don't get to be king of the dead without that sort of thing...
At this point, me and my hero ought to be in each other's arms, but since I haven't got any, and he can't actually hold me, we have to make do with looks. I know how he feels, and I think he knows the same about me. Now it's just ( as if it was that easy) a matter of getting up to the sunshine without him turning back to look at me. I just hope he can do it- that he's strong and confident enough not to worry about things. It's time to start that journey - let's go !