And you don't think you're being cruel now? You don't need to look into my heart. You can look straight into your own. So many eyes, use them.

That doesn't really describe me at all. [ darkness, what color is that? they could ask the monster inside them, but could it answer? anger, maybe. it knows anger and hunger intimately. but not jealousy all that much, and even less of revenge. ] But it describes you and him. It was there all along, all along.

[ his last few questions are answered with patience and certainty: yes. ]

Of course, I would. That choice will always be on the table. Are you going to try to force me?

[ asking the wind, asking him. ]