Ohh, you know ... just trying not to fall into any gigantic name-whispering abysses. Or ... meeting people interested in stabbing. For — uh. Dating purposes, or whatever.

[ Seriously, how does he have the literal worst luck with dating? ]

I don't know about the Shadow thing, honestly, but I can tell you that it felt ... weird, at first. You know? Like, there was this whole other something that opened up. Like a path. Or a door. [ The man is not great with words. ] I can feel what the other person is feeling, and not always when I want to. How it happened is kind of a long and dumb story — we were dumb.

And yeah — yeah, okay, no problem.