Well, you should put some more clothes on. More clothes? Put more on? I wear skirts and T-shirts, some times spaghetti strapped and the like. Why should I put more on? I am completely covered, and although it may be the middle of winter, that is what the furnace is for. And when I am cold I put more on. Albeit that it is a blanket but still, what's the difference whether it’s a blanket or more clothes? The stupid wench! She sits there, the stupid 10 year-old, speaking tome like her father does. “Why don't you put some more clothes on!?” Ooh! He infuriates me, she infuriates me, why cant they mind their own business? He has no hold on me. No link to bind us. He is no more that a pathetic man to me, sitting in this house, barking out demands for minions to follow…but you know what they say about minions… Minions are always looking for a way to climb higher to power, even if that means stepping over those higher than them which they’d slain. In other words, Beast, careful what you say and do, cause one day you just may provoke me one too many times. Ugh. There is such a passion I have. One that makes me want to just rip them to pieces, to mutilate their beings and strings their innards on the street. Okay I blame that on being sick. Sick. I haven't been sick in a while. I had a slight cough that lasted about a day or two. But that was it, and I was disappointed. When I'm sick I feel something. Something real, something that I know will still be there as I struggle to breathe at night. Something that will be here, telling me that I'm alive, that I can feel, that I am real. Every time that I am sick I get this Hope that I'm alive and my monotonic feelings will go away. But they always slip back, right under my clear nose after a period of time in which I was ill. Kinda weird. Being sick, that is. Really weird how it works, and how it makes people react to you. They get distant and and move further away, so they don't become infected. Infected, yes. By a disease. I am a disease, and I move away from you without telling you why. Cause surely if you knew my disease, you'd see that I'm not some one to be around.