[ It's nice. And warm. And loving. And only a medium amount of weird. Which is less something insurmountable and more the way things were when this all began, when they first returned to the castle after Dracula's defeat. He can deal with a medium amount of weird. ]

I'm not going to play the stupid game this time. [ Because playing it would mean letting go, and he's not about to fucking do that. ]

So you don't have to talk about this shit if you don't want to. But I've still got ears, game or not. So if you do want to, I'll use them.