Well, I'm So Sorry That I Can't

You Aren't Exactly The Best Judge Of What Is Or Isn't Dangerous.

He Didn't Ask What I Was Thinking, Which Was Out Of Character For Him. I Guessed That Meant That He Was Just As Nervous As I Suddenly Was.

I Feel Like Humor Is A Part Of Life. I Don't Think It Comes Through As Much In The Novels As It Does In My Head.

I Do A Good Job Of Blocking Painful, Unnecessary Things From My Memory.

But What If It Were You? What If You Were Stuffed In A Human Body And Let Loose On This Planet Only To Find Yourself Lost Among Your Own Kind? What If You Were Such A Good Person That You Tried To Save The Life That You'd Taken That You Almost Died Trying To Get Her Back To Her Family? What If You Then Found Yourself Surrounded By Violent Aliens Who Hated You And Tried To Hurt You And Tried To Murder You Over And Over Again? What If You Just Kept Doing Whatever You Could To Save And Heal People Despite That? Wouldn't You Deserve A Life Too? Wouldn't You Have Earned That Much?