It’s really silent now. As if something terrible was about to happen.

Fica-te bem, essa frieza. É capaz de ajudar, até.

I could just let it all out. It’d just be mean if  I was trying to hurt you. The trouble is that letting it all out without being mean feels pointless.

I am not your kind.

Look, I know you’re lying. You also know that I know you are. Could we move on, please?