Keith, listen, the more I cry, the happier I am. . . Really, there was no expression, but his eyes were brighter than usual. The predator's eyes, before pulling the soul out of the body, had been fixed on a helpless prey, and when it began to move, it made me almost want to cry. Although our bodies are covered, I swear I can feel it. . .

I'm really touched. . .

Touch the laser sword! What are you doing straight to the flag now, Keith! This is not Star Wars! Put down your laser sword!

"Stop!" I went on screaming, and then I had to be quiet, for...