...Okay. Okay. Just - just give me one moment to get my thoughts in order.
[Because boy does she have a lot of swirling thoughts.]
-I was terrified of being eaten, growing up. I knew all about the cannibal restaurants in the Backstreets, how the chefs make death as agonizing as possible to enhance the flavor, that any time I left my house I was at risk of being killed and served on a plate.
...And then when you killed me, it was quick and easy. I knew that you were going to eat me, but it didn't seem as important at the time as your feelings. Being eaten wasn't nearly as bad as I'd been afraid of.
So... I guess, if it isn't hurting me, then there's nothing wrong with it, right...?
also fun
[Because boy does she have a lot of swirling thoughts.]
-I was terrified of being eaten, growing up. I knew all about the cannibal restaurants in the Backstreets, how the chefs make death as agonizing as possible to enhance the flavor, that any time I left my house I was at risk of being killed and served on a plate.
...And then when you killed me, it was quick and easy. I knew that you were going to eat me, but it didn't seem as important at the time as your feelings. Being eaten wasn't nearly as bad as I'd been afraid of.
So... I guess, if it isn't hurting me, then there's nothing wrong with it, right...?