I rather prefer listening to Adam on the piano.

For prosperity’s sake.

Oh, I don’t know… cause widespread chaos and finally complete my life’s ambition, perhaps?

Why, no, of course not! I’m merely a hair’s breadth away from taking control of his body. It’ll be any chapter now.

I dare say I love myself as well. But I’ll pass on the hug, thank you.

I throw parties in Allen’s head all the time. For some reason, no one attends…

Not by your hands in the least, Desires.

That is a very good question.

If the Ark were powered by a saxophone, I suppose I’d be proficient in that.

If I cannot get him to hand over control, I suppose I’ll have to kill him. Mentally, in any case.

Does this upset you, Joyd?