"Maybe if you all stopped treating me like one, it wouldn't be a problem," he snarls, voice low.

"You know what? Maybe that's how it's supposed to be. Gorlim gets your mind and soul, I get your body, the way we had it before. Love him and fuck me, eh? That worked just fine, right? You can drop the pretense of actually loving me and go back to using me for the occasional orgasm. We don't even need to talk, really. That's what we have Gorlim for."