Oh shit.” The bird spread out its wings, which slowly transformed back into arms and the rest followed until it was a man once more.

I see… the way you’re always searching. How much you hate anything fake or phony. How you’re older than your years, but still… playful, like a little girl. How you’re always looking into people, or...

I would love you in any shape, in any world, with any past. Never doubt that.