Sometimes I don't understand myself. And the things I don't understand just get more numerous.It's the same even now. What was I afraid of? It's not like I'm going to die.Something invisible pulls me in.StrokeHeh heh...Hey!Hmm. Maybe a bit lower...Wha— at least listen to me a little!W-well, her neck will get chilly, won't it...If I cover her nose, it will be hard for her to breathe...I come to think of myself now, having thrown away my human life......as being in a place all too far from freedom—MussPwfffZwshNo, wait...Argh—don't cling to her so much! She probably just wants some peaceful sleep.Jump
