I don't really know anything about him. He never wanted anything before except to . . . be close, I suppose.

[He huffs out a sigh and snuggles back against Star's chest, occupying both hands in braiding a strand of hair.]

He's been agitated since - I don't like letting him out in Mista's room now, even when he's not fully there I can feel him, it's like - a buzzing. Angry wasps.