No, it was what he did rather than who he was. Someone who I was loyal to for millions of years, only to then be abandoned without a word. I thought of him a friend... I suppose I fooled myself into believing that for a long time.

[His vents sigh. So, hey, if she ever wonders why he doesn't like letting go of her. That's the cause of it. Lowkey abandonment issue that's only gotten worse after losing all his friends.

Anyway, that's enough of that. He doesn't want to stay depressed. Not around Monika who unironically does brighten his day up, even if he'd rather not admit that. Instead, he gives Monika another gentle hair ruffle.]

If I ever want to read poetry, I need where to go now.

[His arm returns around her side in a loose hug in return.]

Sure, let's see what you come up with.