Don't Think. Dive.

Like sleep walking, only better!

Yeah, no. How do I enjoy it while I'm sleeping. Tell me that, Ging.

Your radar in picking up sarcasm must be off today.

Must be.

I mean. You're all better now?

...

Sutton.

Hey look, I got some extra cheese fries! You, uh, want?

I like books.

They make good kindling, I'll give em that. Don't see the point outside of that.

Do you always think someone’s trying to pull something on you? Christ, I was just asking for some help, not to change your whole mindset on my kind. 

Yes. I do. I honestly don't give a shit 'bout your kind neither. Just you, you know the might or might not be murderer. Stop trying to make this into a larger issue, because all it boils down to is: I'm not helping you so you can go hurt someone else, hurting that you yourself said that you do. You black out. Go find someone else, because I ain't taking this bait.

I’ve made a huge mistake.

Rude. I'm trying over here, ok? I'm trying. 

Seriously? I explained everything to you, even how I’m going to get more control. If you leave me weak and starving ‘cus of this, I’ll just keep attacking to try to get some energy over and over…

You dodged my question, tried to emotionally manipulate me...Bambi, I'm just not buying it. Your sweet as sugar act may work on most people, but baby you can't pull the wool over my eyes. 

Sometimes I really miss New York.

What's reading getcha? Nothing but paper cuts and a headache. Besides New York's overrated. All those damn pigeons just shitting everywhere.

If that’s the case, then I suggest you stop with the weird pet names, Miss Southern Belle.

You ever seen a Southern Belle punch out a grown man? Because lemme tell you, I haven't yet. Automatically counts me out, you however represent the name Birdbrain perfectly.

Did I miss the memo that entailed information on how friends interact? I assumed being concerned for the other’s welfare was part of the package. Much like you were in wanting to resume healing me. Unless that was just an excuse to keep touching me.

In your dreams, Birdbrain. Concern is cool, but there's that teeny tiny fine line between treating me like a friend and acting like I'm an invalid. You actually were an invalid so there's my reason, but I ain't broken or sick. Nothin' wrong with me. It's fine, we can just move right along there.

I don’t…remember a lot of what happens when I feed, okay? 

Sounds pretty reckless to me. Sorry Bambi, but I ain't healin' you just to have another person die. 

[He dismisses the idea of eating as food is the last thing on his mind]

Only as strong as the thing that kills me. And I'm still kickin'.