A month, I think. Maybe a little less, maybe a little more. I stopped counting. Actually, I hated it very much when I first came and I was pretty resigned to the idea of rotting or laying face down on the bed until my stomach had eaten itself away. But, Marina surprised me more than I could've imagined.
[ he sinks in his chair, draws knees up. ] I wonder if it's really fairies running things and not just artificial intelligences. Because someone said, 'AI's can't feel. They don't understand human emotion or people at all. And, I know it isn't angels because angels absolutely never give a fuck. It's not God, because God doesn't listen and He doesn't care to listen and He likes to take everything away. Something has definitely given my heart everything it wanted. It's enough to fall in love, I think.