I chuckle, shaking my head, "That's nice. I think I'll take that as a compliment. Dying wouldn't be ideal for you, as I'm sure you want to be alive to see your sister again."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I sigh, "I told you I don't deal with kids, but I know who does. While taking care of that gang completely, your sister will be returned. No promises though."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
“Rise like Lions after slumber
In unvanquishable number.
Shake your chains to earth like dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you—
Ye are many—they are few.” — Mary Shelly