Thats the beautiful thing about being human: Things change.
He looks at you like... like you're something to eat.
The wasting of finite resources is everyones business
You want me to be all doom and gloom, or just shut up?
It's twilight. It’s the safest time of day for us. The easiest time. But also the saddest, in a way...the end of another day, the return of the night. Darkness is so predictable, don’t you think?
His eyes flashed open. “Is it so unbearable to have me love you? Is that it?