I'm lonely. So lonely. I've always hated this solitude. After living for hundreds of years and reaching this point, I haven't laughed heartily once. I hate this silence that lingers around me. What are you dawdling for? Come here and hug me right now, Guest. Just standing there awkwardly behind me like an idiot. I hate you. I hate you too. You damn piece of trash.

Are you pretending not to hear my thoughts right now? Even though you know everything? Even though you've known me since I was a complete brat?

"Why is it that you don't move unless I give you an order?"