Trust me, it takes talent to converse with a cat

Don't you know you take my heart with you everywhere you go?

You know," Elijah raised a hand to shake a finger at her, "you have an attitude problem." "I certainly do. Your attitude is a huge problem for me.

Whenever I see you, I am overcome with the urge to be rooted within you, to be buried deep so your body can nourish me.

She had told him that she loved him. He had known that, but hearing it in the traditional phrase had affected him in new and blinding ways. Ways that made him believe that he could do anything. Anything she needed or wanted him to do. Because her loving him meant so much more than him loving her.

You wanted to know my passions? Allow me to introduce them to you.

I would think you an utter fool if you did not doubt me, warrior. Instead, I am forced to respect your uncommon intelligence. Now what, do you suppose, should I do from there?