He's touching that creature again.
I am not jealous.
He never leaves me behind, and for that, I am grateful. I have the honour of being forever by his side, and if the cost is watching him sully himself on that smelly redhead, so be it.
Sometimes, I wish we'd never come here, with the redhead and the bouncy one and the powerful one. He's never bored now, though, and the joy that brings him, the gleam in his eye, makes everything worthwhile.
He really does love me, you see. And one day, he and I will do something great.