He was already past the point of handholding, which made the continued act of handholding a smidge irritating. But she was like a sleeping cat and like the laps of so many people, he made peace with the fact that he was simply a one handed man now. This was his life now. Maybe she'd be happier if he just removed it and gave it to her.

"People love a good death, especially if they're not the ones doing the dying. Why do you think the rich love wars so fucking much?"