And she trusts you because she's an overly trusting fool. Its not that difficult a concept to grasp.
Maybe her. I honestly don't care enough. I'll just open a good bottle of port to celebrate your inevitable downfall.
Its not about my whims, its simply that I know what you are. I know the kind of man you are and I know that one day playing nice won't be enough for you. One day you'll snap. If you'd just admit it I'd have much more respect for you. But no, you're still playing at humanity