Six.

She called me gorgeous, and with that came the topic of killing. An odd connection, yes, but an adjective that applies to me nonetheless. So I shared with her of my Six, the apathy, the concern, the guilt, and the joy in the Six. At first she didn't seem to know how to react, then finally, "...I did know that I was living closely with a predator..."

Predator. That is all I am.

Then, Hope. Something I do not personally buy into, but there it was.

"Love is not blind, love sees everything; though it does not mind."

Love eternal, it seems, is real.

Such an odd woman. It seems we both are truly insane...