"...I was hurt." He paused, "I got hurt badly here, That's how I started." He looks at the adversary, the morningstar, " - it is not sinful." he wrapped his arms around himself with his shoulders shaking, "...It's comforting. I'm - I like comfort. I didn't think I ever would but that must be it right? How I dress and how I act and I like comfort."

"...Humans are good at that. And surviving without it. It's not so bad of them, I don't think. To want comfort."

His head shakes and he swallows, "Are you all right? You and your girl...friend? girlfriend. In the wake of that?"