Re-read.
“You have so many people to care for. I want to be the one who cares for you. I want to be the sweet voice in the dark that answers only to your call. I want to be your place of warmth and safety, your refuge and your home. I want to be the one you think of when every other thought is gone.“
“You are the thought,“ he said very low. His head was bent down; his eyes were closed. “You are that place. You are that voice.“