Things have been what things are. That's all, they've been things. I don't want to live in the bad, Jamie. I'm already really, really bad at making Si feel better, and I don't know what to do with Mars, and you even just said we speak differently, you and I. I'm okay, is what I'm saying, and I don't need to talk and talk and be saved. I'm going to just be okay, and that's going to be better and good.
How are you? How are things with Seven? Have you been to talk to anyone yet? I'm not sure if that's happening anymore.