"You're afraid." It's an observation, not a question. Does that make him abnormal or me? My body is hot with adrenaline, ready to fight again, all while I note exits and paths home. I haven't even put away my knives in case another enemy appears.

Will I ever start treating the roads in front of me as anything but a battleground? "I live in the Bramford, with my boyfriend and my best friend. And a rabbit."