It's about eight now. It used to be higher but some of them disappeared. I feel like a high achiever.
Goody, a part four. What? No! She was like that when I found her. What do you think I am? An inconsiderate jerk? I can hardly take care of myself, yet alone a baby that has my DNA.
Am not. I have a bunch of people to come rescue me if something bad happens. But it won't.