…a cheerful black shadow reared up behind him as he spoke, thundering a happy challenge to my Dark Passenger, which slid forward and bellowed back.

It's terrible to have to depend on someone else.

No big deal. We all have blood in us, the trick is keeping it inside.

I did not like this feeling of having feelings.

I'm a very neat monster.

I think that's nice, and if I could have feelings at all I would have them for Deb.

Perhaps because I'll never be one, humans are interesting to me.