~kicks brain~ You have Other Things to Think About. Really you do.
Trouble is, I'm working again today and while I'm there I really won't have much else to think about. And. I'm paranoid. But I'd cut off my own hands before I'd do anything to upset the people I care about.
Or scare them.
"Things are just a bit nice over some coffee. You can tell me all about your day.
I don't know much about you, not that I want to. Not that I want to.
Sometimes I can't escape from my room, so excuse me--I'll be just a little late -
You will wait for me."