



What?Nothing.You’re a terrible liar.
Being human didn’t just change my view of food.
It changed my view of you.
I want to talk about anything that’s not a demon who’s sticking needles into my brother’s brain.
Come on, man, can’t you see? I’m poison, Sam. People get close to me, they get killed or worse. You know, I tell myself that I help more people than I hurt and I tell myself that I’m doing it all for the right reasons and I believe that but I can’t - I won’t - drag anybody through the muck with me, not anymore.