“ Oh, no, nope, shoot. Are we about to human mate? ”
I'm not going to lie: there are no good options here.
~ Jackson Lanzing
What? Why are you making the glee nose? The death of my world is funny? The final vengeance of my people? I will kill you.
Oh, get off it with that. So sensitive about language. Mate, love, nest, whatever. Point is, it stinks, especially when it goes bad. I get wanting to run away.
Nothing is off-limits to me, tiny human. You think the desire in your heart is buried, but I couldn't ignore it if I tried! It means this: you want me to peace out? Shut it all down? Fine! I'll go! But you'll never get your next wish. Your secret wish. [. .] A mother's love. A father you know. A world at peace. A sky of stars. This could be yours . . . or you could lose it forever. And I can go. Doesn't matter to me, you finite speck.
