oh fucking god. you worry about your stupid cosmic genie worldkilling powers and then they go away and you worry the guy who is freaking green won't want to bone you because you don't have them. you are so self involved. worry about me. i don't know how to live slow and i hate everything. this is where i go evil. i can feel it. my defining villain origin story. having to walk to the fucking store so slow it's like wading.