When I was younger, and totally infatuated with my best friend of fourteen years, I asked him if I were brutally murdered, if he would avenge my death. He said no, he would just make sure the killer got the justice and the punishment he deserved. And then I, in my naivety, was foolishly upset with him for the rest of the day. He loved me, so I had imagined a romantic, brave or heroic answer, not the sensible one I had received. Later that evening he told me that if he, in anger, avenged my death by taking out the murderer, he would not be able to live with me in heaven :)