Irony comes to me in the form of staged grievances of her own control. I'm impressed we managed to transform the word "healthy" from a descriptor into an insult. If you're feinding for targeted communication and the object of desire is holding up his one fucking arm, stained with your curse, why are you cat smacking it down and closing the proverbial door? You cannot please all the Gods. In fact, this kind is notorious for being insatiable.
Kult: +4
Total: 4