Night In Crimson

I have so many questions. Like how do your people procreate when everything's so... dry? Oh? Well... if you're curious as well... we could always take this opportunity to begin a 'cultural exchange.' That sort of thing is a prince's responsibility, after all.

With me, you'll have a comfy little life, living with me in my woods, but out there, by yourself? You'd be a victim of the elements. Don't feel bad, don't feel upset or afraid. You'll get used to country-living. I'll make sure of it.

Look, if you're concerned, we can take it for a test run. I'll go bit by bit and... see if you like how it feels. We can even tune it for the experience, see what it's like for things to... do what they're supposed to do. You did say you liked the personal touch, didn't you?

It'll be hateful, and angry, but wonderful. You'll see. Not to worry, I'll call on you when you're good and ready, pup. I do hope you keep that aggression. I adore murderlust in the eyes of my partners.

I mean I won't go into the specifics of fiscal irresponsibility and debt, but there's figures to prove it! And... I appreciate you saying it was brave of me to speak up... I also appreciate you not roasting me alive. You are... looking at me in a vaguely 'predatory' way though. Should I be worried? Master? Should I-

Something wicked this way comes