“We still don’t know what you want. We’re getting impatient–give us answers or get out of our way.”

"Temper temper,” he mused, “I want your,” a pause, “ assistance… if I may be so bold as to request it.”
“We still don’t know what you want. We’re getting impatient–give us answers or get out of our way.”

"Temper temper,” he mused, “I want your,” a pause, “ assistance… if I may be so bold as to request it.”
“We’re not very popular. We don’t really have ‘friends.’“

“Will you look at that – neither do I. Get over it.”
“We don’t like interruptions. What do you want?”

“And I don’t like it when I wake up covered due to nightmares, but I manage.”